Angel Dust

How far is the world, in the end?
Is there a judge? Who decides,
What is wrong and what is right?
Who'll be there, in the end?
Who'll be with me, to be without me?
Is there semething, behind the final curtain?
Will there be anyone, any memories?
When my time has come,
to pass the gate to all eternity
Who'll wait for me
To guide me over, into the unknown?
When I die and leave the world behind
When I die
Day after day, I followed the words
That say, I shall be modest and brave
And I sometimes wonder
How I can be so strong
Now here I stand, who'll hold my hand