The Prophet of Doom

Aggression and hatred rise
Darkness falls, the innocents dies
Nation will kill a nation
Oppression, extermination
Dead bodies everywhere
Infected, deadly air
It’s all gone; there’s nothing left
A bullet tears a hole in your chest
His time has come
The prophet of doom
Poverty and hunger kills
Invisible, evil disease
It’s on; there is no way back
The water turns to black
Ther’s no place to hide
The whole world is going down
Blood moon rise, a bad omen
The gates of hell are wide open
His time has come
He’s loveless
His time has come
The prophet of doom
His time has come
He’s loveless
His time has come
The prophet of doom