The Prophecy

We knew it would be like this, a tainted eden lie

From now the serpents gather as they sentence men to die

They welcome fallen paradise while haunting every breath

But the broken, cold and desolate soul defies a righteous death

For men in arms are soldiers, they fight for their belief

The struggle never ending to find the prince of peace

Come the time, the only crime is letting truth be heard

When a stone inspires a castle, the meek forever feared

My angel, be my guardian now

Sweet angel, may the song be a sweet forgiving sound

Grant us now, the prophecy, the right to carry on

Forgive us now, the truth, the battle for the rising sun

Give us now, the prophecy, the gift of purity and show us now

Show the door to set the sinner free

We had to find a way to make the serpent shine

The reaper sighs the fall of a man in a gilded temple shrine

Then rise a golden future from the gold distorted past

We say a prayer for the innocent in a dream too good to last

My angel, fight to foe for me now

Sweet, sweet angel, may the word be a sweet forgiving sound

Grant us now, the prophecy, the right to carry on

Forgive us now, the truth, the battle for the rising sun

Give us now, the prophecy, the gift of purity and show us now

Show the door to set the sinner free

Grant us now, the prophecy, the right to carry on

Forgive us now, the truth, the battle for the rising sun

Give us now, the prophecy, the gift of purity and show us now

Show the door to set the sinner free

Grant us now, the prophecy, the right to carry on

Forgive us now, the truth, the battle for the rising sun

Give us now, the prophecy, the gift of purity and show us now

Show the door to set the sinner free

Grant us now, the prophecy, the right to carry on

Forgive us now, the truth, the battle for the rising sun

Give us now, the prophecy, the gift of purity and show us now

Show the door to set the sinner free