I wish I knew how to prevent it. But if the soul trap is real... be mentally prepared to be manipulated by various entities to come back to earth. If they are taking a form of your deceased relatives have questions for them ready to prove that they aren't imposters, that's my personal tip.
I wish I knew how to prevent it. But if the soul trap is real... be mentally prepared to be manipulated by various entities to come back to earth. If they are taking a form of your deceased relatives have questions for them ready to prove that they aren't imposters, that's my personal tip.
I got a little story I wanna tell ya'll
See it was September first, 1999, the day of my death.
My back was on the cold concrete as I took my last breath.
And I saw my body layin on the ground as my soul hovered above it,
Damn Eyedea, you was a good lookin cat.
But anyway, another day at 18 years of age.
Steppin to heavens' gates, anxious to see what god's got to say.
Maybe he'll give me a gift for always saying my prayer.
But he might send me downstairs for last years' love affair...
Well, who cares?
You know, right now it's all a mystery.
I mean, I'll find out when I get there,
until then I can't let it get to me.
I'm keepin my cool, besides, everybody dies,
I'll just follow the white light like they do in the movies.
It seemed like hours went by and I'm still travellin,
Right towards the brightness, now this ain't heaven or hell,
This realm is lifeless.
And I hate to say it, but this wild goose chase had me bored.
No directions, no clues, and no idea what I was in for.
But then forward I kept floatin, and in a quick flash,
The light split directly in half and created a forked path.
Representing each side was an angel,
Now whats the task I have to untangle to meet the big man in charge, I asked.
And the one to the right of me said
One of us always lies, and one always tells the truth.
Ask the right one the right question, and he'll direct you to heaven.
But if you ask the wrong one, son, farewell,
You're going straight to, well, ya'll get the picture.
And the one on the left,
Told me not to listen to his fibs,
He said it ain't that complicated to find out where god lives.
He told me to follow his path, and tell god he said hi,
Then the one on my right jumped in and told me not to believe his lies,
And I'm like jesus fucking christ!
I didn't care much for life,
But I'd have tried to stay alive forever if I knew this is what death was like.
I was never good at problem solving,
Especially in emergencies,
I get a tad bit nervous when concerned with burning for eternity.
But anyways, I asked which one lied and they pointed at each other.
And thinking I had it, I asked them the name of my mother.
One said he don't know, the other said he know
But he can't tell me.
God damn, this is gonna be hard.
And so I asked like thirty questions and I still wasn't sure.
And bein me I got pissed,
And gave them pricks a few good words.
Frustrated with it all, I turned my back to the angels,
And when I walked away,
To my suprise,
I found myself in heaven.
Y' know what I'm sayin?
I kinda just turned around from the whole situation,
Rejecting everything that was going on.
That's how I walked into heaven.
I walked away, walked away (repeat)
Walked straight into heaven (repeat)