Its true that life is hard.
Its true that living always gets harder
Its true that comfort is far
Its also true that the journey is always farther.

So we look to the end to find peace
We look to death as some answer
You just want the pain to stop
And the guilt you bear to cease

Here is what you don't know.

What lies beyond the veil?
What waits on the other side
Will it take your pain away
And smooth away your anger?

Death is never the Answer
Not even a means to an end
Christ is your answer
The end, to your every woe.

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