["You asked me if I had a god-complex. Let me tell you something: I am God!"]
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 oblivion 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 noone Around and around they go Carousel of emotions of dark betrayal
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 noone Around and around they go Carousel of emotions of darks betrayal
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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 oblivion 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 noone Around and around they go Carousel of emotions of dark betrayal
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 noone Around and around they go Carousel of emotions of darks betrayal
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