Mindfields Factory - The Prophecy


In the vault of ancient cryptic undercroft
Deep so far below at the cross of corridors
In the high hall of Set cries some creepy ghost
Haunting phantom one-time bearer of the core

They had foretold us what shall wait for all us
The prophecy's always been there
Big mass of the guilty, so malicious are we
The wise men told us to beware
When the stars shall be right, in a perpetual night
Purgation falls to our share
They had foretold us what shall wait for all us
Meteor thunder arrives

In the vault of ancient cryptic undercroft
Deep so far below at the cross of corridors
In the high hall of Set cries some creepy ghost
Haunting phantom one-time bearer of the core

Harlots of devastation rise from flames of hell
Freaking lord, god of Chaos brings unholy bane

NOW HERE'S THE END OF PROUD AND GLORY DAYS
THE FATE IS ONE, BE COWARD OR BE BRAVE
THE JUDGEMENT DAY IS FALLING UPON THEE
BY BURNING ANGELS FROM THE PROPHECY

For you there won't be any place to go
For you it's useless anything to do
For you it is needless to pray now
For you there is no chance against this blow

Harlots of devastation rise from flames of hell
Freaking lord, god of Chaos brings unholy bane

NOW HERE'S THE END OF PROUD AND GLORY DAYS
THE FATE IS ONE, BE COWARD OR BE BRAVE
THE JUDGEMENT DAY IS FALLING UPON THEE
BY BURNING ANGELS FROM THE PROPHECY

FROM THE PROPHECY

NOW THE END OF THE PROPHECY

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