from the album "What The Mind Perceives" 

the prophet

took one last look at the sky

and felt the pain of all the hell that will come

knife in hand and depression high

too much to comprehend

dreams of a psychic nature

visions given to him by the gods

death is his only savior

for what will come, in the night 



forget your dreams, forget just everything,

plagued by the sickening curse that's

covered in shadows, drowning in battles

of hell that can't be won, this hell on earth

will soon come, to a violent end,

so it's time to give up, and kiss this world goodbye 



he held his knife up to his wrist

bowed his head, took a breath and cried

the warm blood ran right through his fist

too late to save himself

his blood the ink to spread the word

the message written to describe what he saw

now all his cries will be heard

of what will come in the night 



forget your dreams, forget just everything,

plagued by the sickening curse that's

covered in shadows, drowning in battles

of hell that can't be won, this hell on earth

will soon come, to a violent end,

so it's time to give up, and kiss this world goodbye 



the body speaks to us,

message written in blood 

the prophecies of the dead warn us

that nothing is as it seems 



take a look at your life, is it all a dream?

don't question the answers, all will die

take a look to the sky, don't be afraid you're 

not the only one, all will die tonight 



forget your dreams, forget just everything,

plagued by the sickening curse that's

covered in shadows, drowning in battles

of hell that can't be won, this hell on earth

will soon come, to a violent end,

so it's time to give up, and kiss this world goodbye 



the body speaks to us,

message written in blood 

the prophecies of the dead warn us

that nothing is as it seems 



the earth will rot, the sky will bleed

the trees will burn, the wind will cease

the sun will die, its core diseased

the moon will fall, do you believe? 

the raining fire, is bloody red

no hope for life, the world dead

no one shall live, to see the end

just like the prophet said 



the hand of death will grab you,

and drag you into hell

the pits of fire open

and burn you all alive

master of pain is waiting

to witness all the bleeding

to sacrifice the innocent

and to destroy and spill the blood 



the body speaks to us,

message written in blood 

the prophecies of the dead warn us

that nothing is as it seems