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Type O Negative
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The Profits Of Doom
Lyricist:Peter Thomas Steele
Goodbye, cruel world
Of this shape, a star of five Also applies to the one with six sides Against the sun and against the moon I warn you that these two combined will be man's doom
Of ten horns and seven heads Count your fingers and the continents On your head or in your right hand This new moral code that the media commands
Believe not in their clever words Because faith in act are the loudest herds All these things I say are true Understood sadly by a chosen few, you
April 2029, the final time The end, my friend, is not near The hour in fact is quite here
When the moon becomes red To guide the raising dead This means God's turned His back on you
It's a Friday 13th, of course You won't live to see noon
I am a prophet of doom I am a prophet of doom
So now the star has fallen Washing away the seas The seventh seal now opens It's raping your fears
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Are you paranoid? The coming asteroid Has got your name tattooed on it This stone's called Apophis, it brings apocalypse
I am a prophet of doom I am a prophet of doom
Speak the name of He created thee all to be Which should not be spoken No laws broken
Now light and love the stars above Which fall upon the all that Worship the beast, influence ceased
My soul's on fire My soul's on fire
My faith is an ember burning ever Working towards a Greater reward serving my lured
Built his home upon the rock Not of the flock but coming As a shepherd guarding his herd
My soul's on fire My soul's on fire My soul's on fire My soul's on fire
My soul's on fire My soul's on fire My soul's on fire My soul's on fire
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