Bob Catley - The Prophecy lyrics

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 d**h 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 and 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 the 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 and 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 and 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 and 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 and the gift of purity And show us now Show the door to set the sinner free