Spiritual

On a wide road of sin, 
Marching on in droves, 
Satan as the leader, 
For all the lost souls. 
Those who proceed to take a dip 
In the sulphur and flames of hell; 
Eternity, peace and honour, 
For torture and shame to sell! 
Living a life to call on the demons, 
They see not the scary face. 
Shopping and laughning, sinning and grinning, 
Temporarily in this place! 
Keeping a hardened heart; 
A jeweled, pierced and tattoed body. 
Step for step to the end of the road. 
For them, He is very sorry. 
The cross stands for this reason, 
That all may be saved. 
To take the narow turnoff, 
To ascend from the grave! 
The gospel preached by the Son of God, 
For all who believe in Him. 
To repent and be forgiven, 
To be free and without sin!

Marching On