Goodbye cruel world..
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Of this shape a star of five
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Also applies to the one with six sides
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Against the sun and against the moon
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I warn you that these two combined
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Will bring man's doom
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Of ten horns and seven heads
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Count your fingers and the continents
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On your head or in you right hand
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This new moral code that the media commands
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Believe not in their clever words
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Because faith inacted are the loudest heard
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All these things I say are true
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Understood sadly by a chosen few... you
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April 2-0-2-9 the final time
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The end my friend in not near the hour in fact is quite here
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When the moon becomes red to guide the risen dead
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This means God's turned his back on you
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It's a Friday the 13th of course you won't live to see noon
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I am a prophet of doom
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I am the profit of doom
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So now the star has fallen washing away the seas
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The seventh seal now opens it's raining your fears
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Are you paranoid the coming asteroid
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Has got your name tattooed on it
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This stone's called Apophis it brings Apocalypse
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I am a prophet of doom
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I am the profit of doom
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Speak the name of He created thee all to be which should not be spoken
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No laws broken
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Now life and love the stars above which fall upon thee all that worship the beast
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Influence ceased
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My soul's on fire
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My faith is an amber burning ever working towards a greater reward
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Serving my Lord
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Built his home upon the rock not of the flock but coming as a shepherd
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Guarding his herd
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My soul's on fire
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The Profits Of Doom
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