Sons of Perdition a different gospel

One day these eyes will go blind
Like opals in the depths of an inky black mine
But until that day comes
I'll fill up these lungs
And with song, lift up all who I find
One day this body will fail
But I don't live in fear of eons in hell
Just do unto others
Like sisters and brothers
And goodness will surely prevail
One day this flesh will rot
My soul will survive only in others' thoughts
And so until then
I'll pay no mind to sin
Or the hope that some say can be bought
One day my memory shall die
My name will be erased by the years marching by
But that ain't so bad
Hell, it don't make me sad
To make room for those who come by