Many Masters, Many souls;

Many have died, many have lived.

One common similarity amongst nobles,

They believe in what they already know.

They struggle to retrieve the answers,

To have them only reappear.

 

Many Masters, Many Souls;

Many have died, many have lived.

The message is the same wherever you go,

Be true to yourself, more importantly fellow-man.

Do unto to others, was once beseeched;

Now it is time to reappear.

 

Many Masters, Many Souls;

Many have died, many have lived.

My life has come to a halt,

Only to begin again.

I have risen above all,

And found a place next to His.

 

Many lost, many found;

Many cry out, many laugh on.

It is our choice to see Heaven,

Or to see hell that we most fear.

See our fellow-man as likeness to God,

And you will have a place next to his.

 

Many lost, many found;

Many cry out, many laugh on.

In the end there will be  judgment,

So choose those steps wisely.

Do unto to others is spoken,

See this and your seat will be next to his.

 

Look past the Darkness,

And you will find Heaven on Earth.

There is no beginning and there is no end,

Only life everlasting.

Do unto others, as you want unto you,

And your seat will be reserved right next to his