What are we doing here? And where are we gonna go? It's like we just woke up one morning, and then it's welcome to the show Don't ask any questions, just go with the flow Make as much money as you can, and try your best not to get broke Copy everything you see on the TV from the hairstyles to the clothes.
And don't think too often. Just do exactly as you're told. And if you ever get confused, then just turn towards the alcohol. You'll still hear thoughts. Then just turn up the radio as you learn to live a lifestyle of drugs, sex, and rock and roll.
But in all honesty, I just need to know. Is there more to the cycle than growing and getting old? Living and dying just to leave behind a happy home And a whole lot of property that somebody else is going to own I just really need to know before the casket's closed Cause I'm not willing to gamble with my soul Nor am I ready to take any chances These are just simple life questions And I'm just searching for some answers Like what are we doing here?
And what is our purpose? How did we get here? And who made us so perfect? And what happens once we go? Or is this world all really worth it?
Questions we don't answer because apparently we don't really have to There's no purpose to this life and our existence is merely natural Then in that case please let me ask you Did you create yourself or was it somebody else who had fashioned you? Cause you're a being that's impeccable Boo! Faultless and unparalleled You're a product of supreme intelligence And I'm merely being rational For there isn't a camera on this earth That can come close to the human eye Nor a computer that can compete Alongside the human mind And if the whole world was to come together We wouldn't be able to create a single fly So many signs, yet we still deny A science tries to justify that All this could come from none When it's a simple sum, 0 plus 0 plus 0 cannot possibly ever give you 1 So from where did all this order come? For everything has its origins, a maker, a creator of its own I mean the only reason you're watching this video is because somebody had to press upload So we can believe in the big bang but I'd rather believe in he who caused it to explode Allah The creator of everything along with every single soul The ever living, the master, the only one who is in control Unlike his creation, beyond our imagination And no, he's not a man, nor does he have any partners in association He's on his own And no, he did not ever leave us alone Just like every manufacturer He left us with an instruction manual The Quran and Islam And I'm sorry to jump to conclusions But it's the only one possible The only definition of God Is the one and only Supreme being, it's logical A book with Zero contradictions With miracles that are both scientific And historical All revealed over 1400 years ago Like the detailed description of the human embryo The descriptions of the human embryo in the Quran Cannot be based on scientific knowledge in the 7th century To the mountains as pegs holding firm the earth below And the two seas that don't mix in a complete separate flow To the planets in orbit alternating night and day as they stay in flow The expansion of the universe and the creation of everything from H2O To the stories of the past and the preservation of Pharaoh To identifying the lowest point in the land where Persia defeated Rome The gushing fluid that created man in the glands between the ribs and the backbone And not a word has changed, it's still the same So please explain how all this was known over 1400 years ago To a man who couldn't read or write as he would recite whatever the angels spoke And if you still don't believe, please try to come up with something that's even close But you can't, so we took God as a mockery and his messengers as a joke Muhammad could not read or write!
How's somebody who- Can't read or write, gonna start a relicist! Dismissed his scriptures, his legends, and tales of the ancient folk As we live life according to our whims, desires, and hopes Saying this life is the only home we will ever know We will live then die then simply turn to bones YOLO Correction After the grass dies the rain arrives and it regrows And Allah promises to do the same thing to your very soul And bring you back from your very fingertips to your toes As the all seeing supreme being watches us so close And we are surely being tested In our wealth, our health, and our self, and everything that we've been blessed with. So believe, for we will surely be resurrected, and be brought back to our Lord in account for every single deed, as He hands us our books and orders us to read.
From the bad to the good and everything in between You yourself are sufficient for your own accountability So don't be mad at me You were the one who thought he wouldn't come back to me I gave you a whole life long to- Search after me. But you were busy in all that which was temporary. So read. And glad tidings to all those who believed.
And if you disbelieve, read. And don't let that day be the first day you find out what your life really means. Read.