~ Peter Out ~

We trust that tomorrow will come
 That we can still see the rise and set of the sun
 The moon won't stop on shining
 And the stars won't stop on twinkling

 He thought that tomorrow he will spend his money again
 He will buy young women maybe a dozen
 Gamble in the Casino in different games
 He's untouchable and selling coke is such a petty things.

 He lies on his bed and slowly closes his eyes
 Wearing a smile like what you saw on a clown's face
 But in the morning all you can hear are different noises
 His love ones are sad but some are glad
 They lose their poor dad
 He's not coming back again on that place
 Some said letting your tears to fall is such a waste.

 She is so proud of the beauty she got
 She don't care if there's someone will get hurt
 When she found things that in her eyes it looks unpleasant
 She didn't know that even if she's still alive
 Her soul is already there in the hell
 Suffering and shouting but nobody cares
 While Satan watching her, smiling
 Because of her attitude that's so disgusting
 In her Cooper she eat her favorite chocolate
 But she chokes and died before she uttered the word help.

 Her step sons are so happy because  she died suddenly
 Their father died too just a month ago
 Both are reunited in hell
 And Satan says, "Well, well, well."

 Isn't it that our life is like a borrowed thing?
 We should return it to the owner no more, no less
 It's His belonging and anytime soon He will ask for it
 We can't afford to bribe Him because  it's priceless
 We should repent and ask forgiveness
 Then we can avail a ticket for free to heaven
 Where life is always happy, no more pain

 Isn't it everything became old as times passed by?
 If only everything will just peter out
 Just all of a sudden it won't say goodbye
 But there's nothing we can do
 If He wants to…
 He can take or get it back
 We can't say No or Stop.