Candlema** - Prophet lyrics

Spiral staircase... to the center.. of the earth Green lit orb... siar eye... one and first Hidden hole... pit of Jura... Serpent Cult Descending down... steps of bone... greet the cold PROPHET PROPHET Where's the manifest of FIRE? PROPHET PROPHET See, his eye is made of stone ALWAYS STARING AT THE SUN Torchlit walk... into the dark...starless deep Black parade... Khaalus cave...breathless steep See, behold.. the oracle... the divine We are thy servants 'til the end of time PROPHET PROPHET Where's the manifest of FIRE? PROPHET PROPHET See, his eye is made of stone ALWAYS STARING AT THE SUN We are the guardians of the purple flame Please show us the start of it all... everything The dreams, the way of the dead, the age of stars Give us the birth and the d**h of eternity Crystal globe... starblack eye... holy void Fill our heads... with godlike threads... Speak in tounges Tell us please... future dreams... cosmic plans Show us the apocalypse, forevermore Oh... Dead prophets come and go... Like dying rainbows in the snow... But no one spoke, no one called Bury the false... Bury them all