I don't really believe in God. But then again, it wasn't me talking. It was simply a disembodied voice that spoke in the background as I was shown the scenes that it described. It said everything that follows.

The heavy eyes of the tired
shall see the new day.
A sun of love
over the ashes of the empire.

The muscles of the exhausted
shall labor to build the new city.

Until the light has fallen into the land
and the moon and stars
have inherited the sky,
both of them full.

The voices of the truly content
shall gather around the fires
on the beach
and sing
the songs of life.

The souls of the strong
will inherit the earth.

Until the night has fallen into the land,
and God comes home
and the people greet him smiling,
both of them full.