The Afterlife

Land of the empire builders
Land of the Golden West
Conquered and held by free men
Fairest and the best

Onward and upward ever
Forward on and on
Hail to thee the land of heroes
Yours when dead and gone

Hail to thee
Land of heroes
It's all yours when you're dead and gone

Oh, the afterlife
We know how to make life go on
Oh, the afterlife
Death is not the end of this song
Oh, the afterlife

Land of the rose and sunshine
Land of summer's breeze
Laden with health and vigor
Fresh from the western seas
Blessed by the blood of martyrs
Land of setting sun
Hail to thee the land of promise
The end of our system

Hail to thee
Land of promise
Life at the end of our system

Oh, the afterlife
Inside your own private kingdom
Oh, the afterlife
Qui vit est impuissant
Oh, the afterlife

It's not a place you go
It's a place that comes to you
Its not about who you know
Or who's in your heart
It may come as a surprise
But you are not alone
All that you have is not what you own

It's not a place you go
It's a place that comes to you
Its not about who you know
Or who's in your heart
It may come as a surprise
But you are not alone
All that you have is not what you own

It's not a place you go
It's a place that comes to you
Its not about who you know
Or who's in your heart
It may come as a surprise
But you are not alone
All that you have is not what you own

It's not a place you go
It's a place that comes to you
Its not about who you know
Or who's in your heart
It may come as a surprise
But you are not alone
All that you have is not what you own

Oh, the afterlife
Oh, the afterlife
Oh, the afterlife
Oh, the afterlife