The Prediction Songtext
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When the last tree has been felled
And the last game turned to flesh
When the last deer′s been hunted to death
What's up! We would make much cash
Last baby seal has been hooked up
Last tiger′s on last inch line
For now the latest Christian verse
What's up! It's for the beauty of my wife
Prediction for the last spread of anxiety
Prediction when comes the day, when comes the time
Prediction for the last spread of anxiety
Prediction when comes the day, when comes the time
When it′s gonna be the Judgement Day
We′re sitting down half booze in the bag
Perishing pain being chased at any price
Rivers will be dirty and black
They say what's up but we got judged by the light
Saturn′s turn, new phase to perfection
The question is what will be the last disgrace And let's get a lethal injection
Screaming out: "We are the human race!"
Prediction for the last spread of anxiety
Prediction when comes the day, when comes the time
Prediction for the last spread of anxiety
Prediction when comes the day, when comes the time
When it′s gonna be the Judgement Day
The woodlands are dead, the last spring has dried up
Too late thinking ahead
Christ said: "Look around you, you're alone in this land
Nobody′s here to hold your hand
It will be a nightmare, please, please, awake
We can't eat meat, we are the human race"
Prediction for the last spread of anxiety
Prediction when comes the day, when comes the time
Prediction for the last spread of anxiety
Prediction when comes the day, when comes the time
When it's gonna be the Judgement Day