Type O Negative - The Profits Of Doom lyrics

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Of this shape a star of five

Also applies to the one with six sides

Against the sun and against the moon

I warn you that these two combined

Will bring man's doom

Of ten horns and seven heads

Count your fingers and the continents

On your forehead or in your right hand

This new moral code that the media commands

Believe not in their clever words

Because faith inact(ed) are the loudest heard

All these things I say are true

Understood sadly by a chosen few

April 2029 the final time

The end my friend is not near

The hour in fact is quite hear

When the moon becomes red

To guide the living dead

This means God's turned his back on you

It's a Friday 13th of course

You won't live to see noon

I am a prophet of doom

So now the star has fallen

Washing away the seas

The seventh seal's been opened

It's raining your fears

Are you paranoid

The coming asteroid

Has got your name tattooed on it

This stone's called Apophis

It brings apocalypse

I am a prophet of doom

Speak the name of he

Created thee all to be

Which should not be spoken

No laws broken

Now life and love the stars above

Which fall upon the all that worship the beast

Influences ceased

My faith is an ember

Burning ever

Working towards a greater reward

Serving my lured

Built this home upon the rock

Not of the flock

But coming as a shepherd

Guarding his heard

My soul's on fire