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Prophets of the New Age

by Rotting Gutless Corpse

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1.
Consume the freedom Freedom to consume Your struggle you resume You lack the wisdom The reality is in your hands You are dreaming wake up screaming Consume the freedom Freedom to consume Nothing to be Done Nothing that can be changed For the world is none Free world is deranged For freedom and democracy Can't you see the hypocrisy? Can you really be this blind? It is just your dreaming mind
2.
Once again you mention those things That have never been spoken Through simulation of reality to any being. Filtering the context and essence Transformed, reformed Finally injected Turbine The heap of virtual unspoken words, Desires and ambitions Processed by a remote controller entity For each fucking simple change Analyze your worth When they say free You are the commodity You are not free bree bree bree Once again I mention that thing That someone got to say Your life is not a publicity So don’t act like a paparazzi Stalking, bugging and wiretapping Your fucking self
3.
In this fucking society There is only one deity It is money they desire It is what they want to acquire They create corporations To control all nations Immune to our laws They drive in their fancy cars Change our fucked up system Change our fucked up values Cure their mind poison Change is on the horizon The world they raid Ethics they betrayed Resources are diminishing But their profit is flourishing Politics are their bootlickers They just want money, the fuckers Politics make for them laws They are made for their cause They censor what they can Their evil deeds unseen to man Everything is kept silent They aren't afraid to be violent Maybe there is still some hope Left for humankind Now is the time for us to act This bullshit must be stopped
4.
The Prophets 04:12
We will awake from ashes of your corrupted throne Let the nailed god empty His sore eyes upon our ascend I will never whore my soul For profit, for you I will always keep to my path My vision, my goals I will never stray from this way My glory, my life We are the prophets of the new age We are We are the voices of the revolution The prophets of the new age Hey, you will be slain I will be king For a new day The base stones for the future and tomb stones for the past One shall not stand Against the course of the progress As blood boils in my veins I shall break thy reins
5.
Little fucking spoiled brats Blowing the cruel sandstorm Been spoiled since forty five Their wealth trying to revive Their deceiving lies they spread The world they try to misinform Wasted path of wealth seekers Wasted life caused by belief Hostile act of gatekeepers On new shores is no relief Run away Land in ruin Move Miserable border is pierced Run away from the beast Run to the land of great feast Their population is released
6.
Welcome to a dark, dark world Take care, Evil lives here My Hopeless Affliction! I am being taken to the edge I'll fall down from the ledge Down there is the Abyss How did it get to this? This is my eternal doom My soul it will consume I must fight against their grip From their grasp I must slip Prescription drug abuse is on the rise Misuse, abuse and addiction Destructively obsessed Pain suppressed My hopeless affliction Never get satisfaction Fighting this fight Obsession I will smite This I will endure If I want the cure Ghosts are concealed Their Prison won't be sealed Anytime they'll reveal Their grasp I'll feel My soul is dying They have made me blind Altering my fucking mind The mind of denying
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released November 2, 2015

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