From out of nowhere
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Like a new born child he comes
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With wisdom greater than the world
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Some need to be lone
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So that we will follow
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This force messiah made of lights
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He says come with me, into eternity
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Share this thing with me
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Prophet of pestilence
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Holding on, to the sounds of the weak without
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Forces of tyranny, in the night
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In the dreams they will rise right on
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The angels calling
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With burning eyes of last
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And they will fall down on their knees
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The sign of the cross, is in power
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To manipulate the holy wars
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He says ride the sky, into oblivian
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Leave all you have behind
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Prophet of pestilence
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Holding on, to the sounds of the weak without
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Forces of tyranny, in the night
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In the dreams he will rise right on
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Prophet of pestilence
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A disease, in the railway with no-one
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Around and around they go
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Carousel, of emotions of dark betrayal
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Prophet of pestilence
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Holding on, to the sounds of the weak without
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Forces of tyranny, in the night
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In the dreams he will rise right on
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Prophet of pestilence
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A disease, in the railway with no-one
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Around and around they go
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Carousel, of emotions of darks betrayal
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He's down
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Prophet Of Pestilence
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Altaria |