Prophecy of Salvation
Time of witches, time of doom
In eerie darkness shadows loom
Long live the king who died alone
Long bleeds the one lamb on his throne
A church where madness means salvation
Where trials have but one result
A place where sorrow lasts eternal
Yet is reborn in God's delight
Prophecy of cruel salvation
Story of foretold damnation
The mighty ones are fat and healthy
Cause they can eat one's filth (they're wealthy)
Yet lust for more of selfish nothing
And hail the whore called Babylon
Feed the insane grinning clown
In my madness I will drown
A church where treason makes a bishop
Where treachery's a noble deed
A place where envy rules the wicked
With poor dissenters worth no dime
The fallen souls of Heaven's Hell
In deepest pits since long they dwell
All shall return in chains removed
All shall return in chains removed
Obsessed is mine heart grinning sleeps
I see him reaper as the coachman
Who leads astray them dead and fooled
Ye corpses are forlorn and lost
I'm lying here, my body's broken
Carrions fly and vultures wait
To finish God's mad work
To finish God's mad work
Prophecy of cruel salvation
Story of foretold damnation
Feed the insane grinning clown
In my madness I will drown
In eerie darkness shadows loom
Long live the king who died alone
Long bleeds the one lamb on his throne
A church where madness means salvation
Where trials have but one result
A place where sorrow lasts eternal
Yet is reborn in God's delight
Prophecy of cruel salvation
Story of foretold damnation
The mighty ones are fat and healthy
Cause they can eat one's filth (they're wealthy)
Yet lust for more of selfish nothing
And hail the whore called Babylon
Feed the insane grinning clown
In my madness I will drown
A church where treason makes a bishop
Where treachery's a noble deed
A place where envy rules the wicked
With poor dissenters worth no dime
The fallen souls of Heaven's Hell
In deepest pits since long they dwell
All shall return in chains removed
All shall return in chains removed
Obsessed is mine heart grinning sleeps
I see him reaper as the coachman
Who leads astray them dead and fooled
Ye corpses are forlorn and lost
I'm lying here, my body's broken
Carrions fly and vultures wait
To finish God's mad work
To finish God's mad work
Prophecy of cruel salvation
Story of foretold damnation
Feed the insane grinning clown
In my madness I will drown
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Writer(s): Eugen Dodenhoeft
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