The Prophecy - Uncle Slam

I am the hate that’s trekking through your mind

I am the cause of all your evils

You are my tools my everlasting fools

I’ll use your lives to keep me creeping

I mix reality with thoughtwaves of the prophecy

This is the truth this hell is what was meant to be

I think you’ll learn THE PROPHECY

I think you’ll live THE PROPHECY

I think you’ll hate THE PROPHECY

I know you’re dead

I mix reality with thoughtwaves of the prophecyThis is the truth life’s coldest

harsh reality

The prediction is true they’re coming for you

Erectons that shoot through your brain

So live while you can you’ll melt where you stand

Your last breath in life will be pain

Mountains to climb but there still might be time

To resurrect all of the wrongs

Dismantle their lives dismantle their minds

Dismantling all of their bombs