I was born into the glove only to take it off Ah ah I grew up with fear in my heart Then we gathered til my brothers both shot up It became clear there's no one else here So I ask myself and I ask you now: Will we go to heaven Or will we go to hell It's my understanding that neither are real I grew up with fear in my heart Will we go to heaven Or will we go to hell It's my understanding that neither are real It became clear there's no one else here.