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The Profit of Doom
by Type O Negative
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Goodbye cruel world
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 the two combined
Will bring man’s doom
Of ten horns and seven heads
Count your fingers and the continents
On your head 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, you
April 2029 the final time the end my friend is not near
The hour in fact is quite here when the moon becomes red
To guide the risen 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
Influence ceased
My soul’s on fire
My faith is an ember burning forever
Working toward a greater reward serving my lured
Built his home upon the rock not of the flock
But coming as a shepherd guarding his heard
My soul’s on fire
Goodbye cruel world
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 the two combined
Will bring man’s doom
Of ten horns and seven heads
Count your fingers and the continents
On your head 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, you
April 2029 the final time the end my friend is not near
The hour in fact is quite here when the moon becomes red
To guide the risen 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
Influence ceased
My soul’s on fire
My faith is an ember burning forever
Working toward a greater reward serving my lured
Built his home upon the rock not of the flock
But coming as a shepherd guarding his heard
My soul’s on fire
