The Prophecy

Uncle Slam

Compositor: Todd Moyer / Uncle Slam

I am the hate that's trekking through your mind
I am the cause of all your evils
You are my tools my everlasting fools
I'll use your lives to keep me creeping

I mix reality with thoughtwaves of the prophecy
This is the truth this hell is what was meant to be

I think you'll learn THE PROPHECY
I think you'll live THE PROPHECY
I think you'll hate THE PROPHECY
I know you're dead

I mix reality with thoughtwaves of the prophecyThis is the truth life's coldest harsh reality
The prediction is true they're coming for you
Erectons that shoot through your brain
So live while you can you'll melt where you stand
Your last breath in life will be pain

Mountains to climb but there still might be time
To resurrect all of the wrongs
Dismantle their lives dismantle their minds
Dismantling all of their bombs