False Prophet Songtext
von Cyadine

The messiah is here already?
No that just can′t be right
But we must believe him
Who is this man before us?
From heaven or from hell?
A Mass deception is now upon us
People dropping like flies
Into a pile of shit
There's no escaping this white night

You′re not who you think you are
You fool

Home abuse is no excuse
For the hell you put people through
Drug use
Slowly deteriorates
Judas you must help us
We are crying for help
We can't keep up this facade


The false prophet has made us his whore
Evermore

Maybe there is hope
But I won't say a word

Afraid to lose my faith
If I do I′ll lose my head
Beaten into submission
Nine hundred dead from the cyanide
Along with our god
The unnamed
And the unfound

"...Martin Luther King died with love,
Kennedy died talking about something he couldn′t even understand!
Some kind of generalized love, and he never even backed it up!
He's shot down! Bullshit!
′Love is the only weapon with which I've got to fight′,
I've got a hell of a lot of weapons to fight! I got my claws!
I got cutlasses! I got guns! I got dynamite!
I got a hell of a lot to fight! I′ll fight! I'll fight! Ahhh!
I will fight! I will fight! I will fight! I will fight!" - Jim Jones