The Afterlife - Yacht
Written by：Jona Bechtolt/Claire L. Evans
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
Oooohh the afterlife hey
We know how to make life go on
Oooohh the afterlife
Death is not the end of this song
Oooohh the afterlife
Land of the rose and sunshine
Land of summer's breeze
Laden with health and vigor
Fresh from the western sees
Blessed by the blood of martyrs
Land of setting sun
Hail to thee land of promise
The end of our system
Hail to thee
Land of promise
Life at the end of our system
Oooohh the afterlife
Inside your own private kingdom
Oooohh the afterlife hey
Qui vit est impuissant
Oooohh the afterlife
It's not a place you go
It's a place that comes for you
It's 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 for you
It's 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 for you
It's 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 for you
It's 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
Ooooh the afterlife
Ooooh the afterlife
Ooooh the afterlife
Ooooh the afterlife
