Control the Fear by Gary Hawkes

  Part of God’s plan?

  The battle for survival consumes the land

  Good people hope for the holy hand that may never come

  But they stay strong, continue to stay together

  United We Stand

  Realization

  The ancient ideas that have since been forgotten in the sands of time

  Become renewed during the end of times

  Supposed myths and lost mandates, non believers scolded as evil desecrates

  Mistranslation and human instinct warp the old guidelines

  Laying out the righteous way to make it through the end of times

  Confusion, ignorance and disbelief still dominate our every being

  Hell’s soldiers excite at the souls they’ve been stealing

  Realization hits the human race in waves, leaving the population reeling

  Sucked down further in their next life, consume with negative feelings

  Rebirth

  Hope strains but still stays alive

  The good people bunkered down won’t take the dive

  Long bumpy road to make it back to relevance

  Quickness needed before the dark side escalates their dominance

  Rebirth of man

  Rising back up, in the broken land

  Early losses strain the good will

  Some turn to the other side, soul’s part of the deal

  But battle tested and perseverance help the depleted but proud people regroup and make the rise

  The happy ending is still far away

  But with continuing work, freedom starts to make its play

  Rebirth of man

  Rising back up, in the broken land

  Keep On (marching along)

  Procuring a bright new future of a light hearted eternity

  Laid back and easy, enjoying life peacefully

  Optimism struggles against the strain of conformity

  But the small steps make some ground

  Encouraged by the hopeful sound, of prosperity

  Keep on, keep on, keep on marching along

  Keep on, keep on, keep on marching along

  It’s time to stand up and sing your song

  Don’t worry about what they think is wrong

  Keep on, keep on, keep on marching along

  The protesting alliance picks up steam

  In the twilight of the fading dream

  Forgotten memories of the once proud team

  Are tossed away, clearing away for the new mean

  Love clutches for air, gasping for its last breath

  So much concern over what comes after death

  Keep on, keep on, keep on marching along

  Keep on, keep on, keep on marching along

  It’s time to stand up and sing your song

  Don’t worry about what they think is wrong

  Keep on, keep on, keep on marching along