ride on my train or Would you like to drink from my vein? My vibe's just a fuckin' feeling I see the ceiling And adjust to such a feeling I be the prophet
Allah leka netchi Ko gnenan n?gnin la dougou koro kan Allah leka netchi Ko gnenan mogoh nanvi bou ladi Dougou koro ye n?kabourou Dougou koro ye n?gnan
were to tell you There's a fresh third part out there Which was found by a hip new prophet Who had a little Donny Osmond flair? Have you heard of the All-American Prophet
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Light of my sun Light in this temple Light in my truth Lies in the darkness Teasing pureness of your lies soreness of a delightful mission Burning up
in troubled graves I see no day, I heard him say So grey is the face of every mortal Oh oh people of the earth Listen to the warning The prophet he
Long ago a tall man told a tale of yesterday, Searching for the truth to life and not for just a way. Finding pleasure from this house his ears, they
Long ago a tall man told a tale of yesterday Searching for the truth to life and not for just a way Finding pleasure from this house his ears, they did
time with a prophet priest I pull out boxes and brooms And I gush like a groom For it's here I commune with A prophet, priest and king If I indeed am
The Prophecies Of Hellfire [Instrumental]
you to another world [bridge] Join me tonight for a journey through the dark We'll find this place that is not so far" [chorus] Follow the prophet
The daylight is drying up in the dusky mysterious veils. Eternal night, overhelming darkness, the sky is lighted up by flashes. Bleeding clouds, torn
it shall come one night a darkness for centuries to last when water turns to blood andwineto poison shadows of dimensions far up high dwells strongly
Wondering where the spark flies to when it's gone The flame is fading, the candle burns low So many years, they fade into the dust, the soul I gave you
From the time we are born we see we must die Some fear the coming day praying to their deity Some have philosophy, follow a path they've chose Others
I have a secret hidden behind the wall Like a junky with needle and spoon It lies in wait for me At the fire yesterday I glanced by mistake and real a