The Prophet's Song
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Oh, Oh, people of the earth
listen to the warning
the seer he said
beware the storm that gathers here
listen to the wise man.
I dreamed I saw on a moonlit stair,
spreading his hands on the multitude there
a man who cried for a love gone stale
and ice-cold hearts of charity bare.
I watched as fear took the old man's gaze
Hopes of the young in troubled graves
I see no day, I hear him say,
so gray is the face of every mortal
Ooh, ooh, people of the earth
listen to the warning
the the prophet he said
for soon the cold of night will fall
summoned by your own hands.
Ooh, Ohh, children of the land
Quicken to the new life
take -my hand,
Fly and find the new green bough
return like the white dove.
He told of death as a bone white haze
taking the lost and the unloved babe
late, too late all the wretches run
these kings of beasts now counting their days.
From mother's love is the son estranged
married his own, his precious gain
the earth will shake
in two will break
anddeath all around will be your dowry.
Ooh, ooh, people of the earh
listen to the warning
the seer he said
for those who hear and mark my words
listen to the good plan.
Oh, oh and two by two
my human zoo
they'll be-
running for to come
running for to come
out of the rain.
Flee for your life
who heed me not let all your treasures make you
fear for you life
deceive you not, the fires of hell will take you
should death await you
God give you grace
to purge this place
and peace all around may be your fortune
Ooh, ooh, children of the land
love is still the answer
take my hand
the vision fades
a voice I hear
listen to the mad man
chorus
But still I dare not
laugh at the mad man
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15-11-2008
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