Oh, Prophecy

(альбом: Stories Of Old - 2013)

Take my hand
Let's plunge into oblivion
To the place monsters call their home
Their humble abode
I'm reckless
This gaping hole in my chest
I want to let you in my paradise of sin
I'll take you there

The devil's slowly creeping closer behind me
He's hard to resist
Temptation blinds everything I see
I want to know the way it feels to be almighty
My thirst for destruction and control
Is growing stronger every day

Kneel before me
Is that not your natural state
Do you hear me?
I will prove to you that I am worthy
Deep below in the depths of hell
Evil births a wicked spell
Stench of slaughter
Wholly foul
This evil stirs beneath me now
He lowers his eyes to look into my gaze
The eyes of wickedness
Here comes the storm!
It's building!
It's coming for you!

In every man there is a demon
A demon waiting to be aroused
By apathy and suffering
So often, all things truly heartless
Started from an innocence
It's building!
I'm coming for you!

So when you fall asleep
Tonight will be the last breath you'll ever breathe
Your friend or enemy
Which one should I be?

The devil's slowly creeping closer behind me
He's hard to resist
Temptation blinds everything I see
I want to know the way it feels to be almighty
My thirst for destruction and control
Is growing stronger every day
Is growing stronger every day

In every man there is a demon
I'm coming for you!