Prophet of Pestilence

From out of nowhere

Like a new born child he comes

With wisdom greater than the world

Some need to be lone

So that we will follow

This force messiah made of lights

He says come with me, into eternity

Share this thing with me

Prophet of pestilence

Holding on, to the sounds of the weak without

Forces of tyranny, in the night

In the dreams they will rise right on

The angels calling

With burning eyes of last

And they will fall down on their knees

The sign of the cross, is in power

To manipulate the holy wars

He says ride the sky, into oblivian

Leave all you have behind

Prophet of pestilence

Holding on, to the sounds of the weak without

Forces of tyranny, in the night

In the dreams he will rise right on

Prophet of pestilence

A disease, in the railway with no-one

Around and around they go

Carousel, of emotions of dark betrayal

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Prophet of pestilence

Holding on, to the sounds of the weak without

Forces of tyranny, in the night

In the dreams he will rise right on

Prophet of pestilence

A disease, in the railway with no-one

Around and around they go

Carousel, of emotions of darks betrayal

Without warning, he's gone