Prophet
The sound of the soul, when it falls apart
Shakes the world to it's core
When every heart beats, as one
What happened to them when you're stunned
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release (release)
Release (release)
Release the grip of death
They always saw this as a greater plan
But who's in charge when your life's in your own hands?
Prophet, what are your words for me?
Savior, am I too blind to see?
If you can create all of the stars
Then why can't you mend a broken heart?
I raised your voice in the distance
Begging for a light
A voice so quiet we missed it
You held onto hope so tight
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release (release)
Release (release)
Release the grip of death
They always saw this as a greater plan
But who's in charge when your life's in your own hands?
Prophet, what are your words for me?
Savior, am I too blind to see?
If you can create all of the stars
Then why can't you mend a broken heart?
Prophet, I'm trying to believe
Savior, why aren't you saving me?
If you can create all of the stars
Then come down and show me all you are
Don't let the world devour me
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release (release)
Release (release)
Release the grip of death
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release
Release
Release the grip of death
Shakes the world to it's core
When every heart beats, as one
What happened to them when you're stunned
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release (release)
Release (release)
Release the grip of death
They always saw this as a greater plan
But who's in charge when your life's in your own hands?
Prophet, what are your words for me?
Savior, am I too blind to see?
If you can create all of the stars
Then why can't you mend a broken heart?
I raised your voice in the distance
Begging for a light
A voice so quiet we missed it
You held onto hope so tight
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release (release)
Release (release)
Release the grip of death
They always saw this as a greater plan
But who's in charge when your life's in your own hands?
Prophet, what are your words for me?
Savior, am I too blind to see?
If you can create all of the stars
Then why can't you mend a broken heart?
Prophet, I'm trying to believe
Savior, why aren't you saving me?
If you can create all of the stars
Then come down and show me all you are
Don't let the world devour me
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release (release)
Release (release)
Release the grip of death
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me there's more to this
Release
Release
Release the grip of death
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Fulk, Robert Lynge, Ryan O Leary, Robert Kirby, Jared Easterling
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