The interruption of Utopia
I heard of this place where there are streets made of Gold,
And there are rulers who do what they are told.
It\'s the same place where people can\'t grow old
And the love given off is never cold
I heard of this place that lets frankincense burn,
Where there is endless knowledge for us to learn.
It\'s the same place where even Death is adjourned,
And we as people don\'t have to have any concern.
This place is called Utopia
It\'s a place that is described as the Millennium where there\'s an abundance of Euphoria.
This is a thousand years of Heaven,
That was interrupted by sin.