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Sinner The Prophecy

luck and it seems all over bent the restless heart of mine i'm always on the other side heal my wounds, keep the change there will be another way the prophecy

amount to a milestone a million miles above monotony And it'll make you feel so good, it got to be God, it got to be I paint prophecy, you know airbrush

world Humanity trembles enslaving you sinners You can't beg for mercy for none will be saved The burden of sin echoes the prophecy Ascending from hell

this, so sick of you My tongue is battered and bruised From all these attitudes Teach me the magic of your sacred poems Conjuring a voice of signs and omens Prophecies

this - so sick of u, my tongue is battered & bruised from all these attitudes teach me the magic of your sacred pomes. conjuring a voice of signs & omens prophecies

his victim Rapid rape, ravished rage The sound of gospel to cover what's been done The age of murder [3x] Soul assassin, sinner of sins Everlasting

the light is shining Fate has shown my destiny. From the never ending fire, flames burning in me. I won't wait 'till life has fading away from the prophecy

awaited savior is to be born The goodness bound by Satan it has been torn With this baby's precious brow ready for thorns A star appears fufilling ancient prophecy

will find him Cherish the beauty in the world around us Not in buildings or crosses made by man Just me, fuck you, stop playing God, your forked tongue prophecies