Prophecy (Radio One)

living giving corpse so weak
sacred path where do we fall
Desired anguish fear of life
Makes mortyrs оf us all

Deluisoned prayers fill the air
hopeful soul is hard to see
Human [bad word] frozen in time
world so hard to feed

Nothing seems to matter
The rain begins to fall
Nothing to believe in
Even angels learn to fall

trantic march into the sea
Being hunted to extinction
This human bond of frail mortality
tarnished ground of [bad word] conviction

teardrop falls behind closed walls
There's so much more of life to see
The closing of the door
The mind and so much more
broken moment to believe

Torment and anger [bad word] through my viens
Leaving me cold inside
Surrender your feeling

Unfolding is the veil
Turning love to despair
This anger a silent rage
This anger a silent rate