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Goodbye, cruel

Of this shape, a of five
Also to the one with six sides
the sun and against the moon
I warn you that these two combined will be doom

Of ten horns and seven
Count fingers and the continents
On your head or in your right
This new moral that the media commands

not in their clever words
Because in act are the loudest herds
All things I say are true
Understood sadly by a few, you

2029, the final time
The end, my friend, is not
The in fact is quite here

the moon becomes red
To guide the raising
means God's turned His back on you

It's a Friday 13th, of
You live to see noon

I am a prophet of
I am a prophet of

So now the star has
away the seas
The seventh seal now
It's your fears

Are you paranoid? The coming
Has got name tattooed on it
stone's called Apophis, it brings apocalypse

I am a prophet of
I am a of doom

Speak the of
He created all to be
Which should not be
No broken

Now and love the stars above
Which fall upon the all
Worship the beast, influence

My soul's on
My on fire

My faith is an ember ever
Working a
reward serving my lured

Built his upon the rock
Not of the but coming
As a shepherd guarding his

My on fire
My soul's on
My on fire
My on fire

My soul's on
My on fire
My on fire
My soul's on