The Truth Is Coming Soon
Eye of the moon
spells a doomsday occult
Under an ancient war cry good against evil
each of us has equal choice within direction speaks opposition
Where ebony cold shades burn
Inside the dark side of your makeup cold turkey trembles
Unforgiving infidels carry the number of the beast
on their foreheads clearly visible
and by the deeds against God's word
written on stone cutting facts to the bone
We are all slaves unto sin
Casting stones is forbidden
The word written holds power of attorney under justice
As from the pen drops words
from a soul mightier than the sword strikes back
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