In this life, nothing seems to go your way,
it seems to be like that, day after day.
You're being drowned, in your silent cries,
better off dead, is what you realize.

You're just getting sick,
sick and tired of it all.
Can't you hear,
the voice that calls?

Don't let it be the end,
a wasted life, my friend.

You pull the trigger, with foolish desire,
this life you live, it is now life-expired.
You put a bullet straight through your head,
now, you're moving on to a new world ahead.

All you wanted to do, is to be free,
now set apart from the Holy of Thee.
You thought afterlife was a deep, black space,
but in the Lord's eyes, that's not the case.

You chose it to be the end,
a wasted life, my friend.

You stand before the Throne of Judgment,
then dropped into the place of torment.
There you'll burn forever and ever,
in his lake, lake of burning sulfur.

There's a whole lot to live for,
don't be like them, who choose to ignore.
You ask me, what's the purpose of life,
the purpose lies in the Lord Jesus Christ.

Don't let it be the end,
a wasted life, my friend.

It's such a foolish thing to do,
for He's reaching His arms out to you.
Don't let the end be by a gun,
for there is hope in Christ the Son.

Fall onto your knees,
to the Lord Christ.
With faith,
He'll make everything all right.

See the light of a brand new sky,
you're no longer wanting to die.
See the light of a new day,
see things in a whole new way.