St. Peter`s Cathedral

St. Peter`s cathedral Built of granite Ever fearful of the answer When the candle in the tunnel Is flickering and sputters And fading faster It`s only then that you will know What lies above or down below Or if these fictions only prove How much you`ve really got to lose At St. Peter`s cathedral There is stained glass There`s a steeple that is reaching Up towards the heavens Such ambition never failing to amaze me It`s either quite a master plan Or just chemicals that help us understand That when our hearts stop ticking This is the end And there`s nothing past this There`s nothing past this There`s nothing past this There`s nothing past this There`s nothing past this There`s nothing past this There`s nothing past this There`s nothing past this