PROPHECY LYRICS

1. Core Of Depression

[Words: Phil Holland]
[Music: Prophecy]

Slowly awaken, questioning my life, pondering a past,
harmonious with strife, seeking tranquility yet finding aggression,
imprisoned by my core of depression.
Why must I... feel this way no one sees... the price I pay.
Angry at life, wondering why I could care less if I live or die playing a part,
hoping no one can see this existing turmoil that's raging in me.
Hopelessly... I grieve.
Bound by destiny never be free from conception to death
it's only been me in my life nothing real to be found carry feelings of sorrow
into the ground.
Others oblivion fucking overwhelms me core of depression my eternal destiny.
[SOLO (Boogie)]
What the fuck do you want?
Now you've been warned???
If onlyyyy...
had you listened you would still be able to decide
how to die but you chose to interfere and try to get inside my mind.
For this you will surely sacrifice physical an mental being
cause now I long to bring upon you constant torture... suffering...
[SOLO (James)]
Screaming bleeding agonizing mentally!
Had you listened you would still be able to decide how to die
but you chose to interfere and try to get inside my mind...
for this you will surely sacrifice physical and mental being
cause now I long to bring upon you constant torture... suffering...
at last I've finally found fulfillment,
close to tranquility unleashing all my vent up anger on your flesh before me.
Every time I hear you cry out bloodcurdling agony I can't hold back my urge
to laugh hysterically!!
Bones crunching punctured organs,
causing undefined pain resemblance to my own torment,
fuck I'm insane!
Waiting for your life to end something overcomes me once I used to dwell
in sadness, your pain relief to me.
I sincerely hope that now you feel all the sorrow
and hatred dwelling inside my only soul.
You could not comprehend...
at last my life has begun, cause yours soon ends!
Lasting peace now upon me in this earthly hell
I'm no more leaving behind no regrets or hopes nothing left to care for.
Seeking tranquility yet finding aggression imprisoned by my core of depression.

2. Human Atrocity

[Words: Phil Holland/Trevor Warner]
[Music: Prophecy]

[SOLO (Boogie)]
Tormented soul feeling no hope.
Chooses an end death by a rope.
Neck snaps meat keeps body intact.
Defecation drips from this dead corpse.
Time has passed cadaver bloats.
Insects breed in the carcass.
Feasting from inside out. putrid stench fills the air.
Pity the souls that have to discover the human atrocity.
Legs and feet swollen with fluid.
Patches of black flash excretes.
Bloated cadaver falls to the ground.
Splatters on all those around.
Covered with fluid slowly they retch.
Overcome by the putrificaction stench.

3. Feasting On The Flesh

[Words: Phil Holland]
[Music: Prophecy]

Spread your legs far and wide, stick my tongue way deep inside lick
your pussy all around, feel you wiggle on the ground.
Slowly I tongue-fuck your hole,
taste your juices as they flow back and forth I lick your clit,
eatin' pussy is the shit.
Feel your furry, hot wet hole lick your pussy, even more!
Bend you over on the floor, fuck you like a nasty whore smell
your nasty vaginal stench, make you scream and beg for more.
Bite your lips and make them swell,
juices gushing like a well lick and suck your furry snatch,
when I eat pussy there is no match.
Feel your furry, hot wet hole
Lick your pussy, even more!
Ooor, soon you start to cry... now it's time to die!!
[SOLO (Braxton)]
Something overtakes my soul and I want to cut you up with a spoon,
knife, and a fork I disembowel your cunt.
Pull intestines with my teeth and lick up all the pus
now that you are lifeless I go back to taste your muff.
Spread your legs far and wide,
stick my tongue way deep inside lick your pussy all around,
feel you wiggle on the ground.
Slowly I tongue-fuck your hole, taste your juices s
they flow back and forth I lick your clit,
eatin' pussy is the shit bend you over on the floor,
fuck you like a nasty whore smell your nasty vaginal stench,
make you scream and beg for more.
Bite your lips and make them swell,
juices gushing like a well lick and suck your furry snatch,
when I eat pussy there is no match.
Bleeding, dismembered, torn apart feeling the rage of the beast
that you have scorned.
Feasting on the flesh feasting on the flesh feasting on the flesh.

4. Diggin' A Pit

[Words: Phil Holland/James Parks II]
[Music: Prophecy]

Fuck shit up in the pit red shirt,
black shirt-doesn't really matter Pit-Bulls,
Gravedigger-watch the pussies scatter united like brothers-together
in the pit y'all are the fucking' shit!!!
Moshing and skanking-thrashing all around get stupid
and on the ground you'll be found in the pit it's one for all-fuck you!!!
If one goes down-they pick each other up get stupid-they'll
fuck you up in the pit-that's the law. In the pit-people die!
Doug, Dirty and Terry,
Alvin, Lunchmoney, Rob,
Ralph, Joker, Earl, Jeff,
Hound and Ripper, Dopey, Sgt.
Carter, Sean, Jason Tony-These are the Pit-Bulls and Gravediggers.
Ooor...rage...piiittt...
Arms throwing-rage growing massive pit is overflowing
in the pit-no mercy-see all pussies losing limb-begin bleeding
on the floor they want no more.
Pit-Bulls, Gravedigger-in the death pit Gravedigger,
Pit-Bull-are fuckin' shit Gravedigger,
Pit-Bulls-moshing all around get stupid-and on the ground
you'll be found in the pit, there is a law,
all for one and one for all...
in the death pit Pit-Bull, Gravedigger, are the fuckin' shit.
Inner circle not to be crossed stalk a bro, you will be moshed.
They pledge allegiance to the grind supporting every note of death.
Because of Pit-Bulls and Gravediggers local scene has a breath.
Aargh...roaaoor...
Fuck shit up in the fuckin' pit...
in the pit-they're the shit!!!

5. Ebolic Regurgitation

[Words: James Parks II/Phil Holland]
[Music: Prophecy]

Ebolic regurgitation, feel your flesh rot exhilarate,
euphoric with life exuberant, not to despair obligatory
fate turning to fear obstruction of life, death is near.
Infectious disease fluids decay bodily functions rotting away
spastic defecation spawning the reek excrement of flesh forming the meek.
Ebulation, inner mutilation caused by extreme regurgitation
mutating organs exonerate existence.
Infernal attack of disease leaking fluids seals your demise confrontation
of death non-existence of flesh.
[SOLO (Boogie)]
Feel your flesh-rot away from the bone smell the stench of decay
see the skin-peel away- from inside.

6. Inner Reality

[Words: James Parks II]
[Music: Prophecy]

Deep within reality the tables start to turn in the mist of night
the fires start to burn looking through the hollow eye,
I see not the reasons why just can't understand the feelings I feel inside.
I wander across this land concealing feelings I want to confide streaks
across the sky, is it time for me to die?
Massive death-in my brain, has the whole world gone insane?
As clouds gather in the east life is taken from the beast end of evil-one
final sin after this where the fuck will I begin?
[SOLO (James)]
Find the thoughts in your soul make no mistake with your sincerity
gain the meaning take control of your inner reality.
[2nd SOLO (Boogie)]
Found the thoughts in my soul now I hold the key of control no mistakes
about sincerity now I know my inner reality
As he sits on the clouds above he watches me make disgrace the holy I speak of,
as I diminish his earthly place.
Listen to me my only son heed not the evil one he promises fortune
and fame gives you not but tears of shame.
So heed these words my only son I listened to him an he won
as I wander across this land I know I'm in his hands.
Found the true meaning of life nevermind the meaning of death.
the holy one that I speak of as I take one last breath.
Grace from God Lights the sky now it's time for me to die.
Deep within reality the tables overturn,
in the midst of the night fires forever burn.

7. Assembled By Death

[Words: James Parks II]
[Music: Prophecy]

Implantation of death surgery with his thoughts,
evil soul embedded rot stench of time fouls his breath.
Lies within, intestines decay death support,
incision betrayed bloody cavity, bound by possession to release the unborn.
[SOLO (Boogie)]
Corrupted bowels, excrement bestowed demented blood embalming
the flow limb by limb, hate seeping fear punishment, the end is near.
Reigning death marched on the land persecution
by his own hand souls of innocence knelt before him enough blood
for the spreading.
Vengeance, call to him deep within dark world, can't you see evil breeds.
[2nd SOLO (Boogie)]
false prophet bound to his word devastation,
corrupting of souls corpse of humanity stricken
by rage to the assembly of death.

8. Prophecy

[Words: James Parks II]
[Music: Prophecy]

[Intro SOLO (Boogie)]
Masterminds lead the way to our sorrow and hatred every day they sit
above in demand and delight with perpetual expectations in sight.
They see not the anger below and only have destruction to bestow
with life it seems an endless hell distinguish the dreams that dwell.
Men killing men-famine and pestilence are the first two horsemen of fear
with death already here time is the last one and the end is near.
[SOLO (Boogie)]
Soon you'll see the prophecy foretold in pages of past suffer
unto the wrath of the world condemning All who aren't of the lord.
Now you see what I say coming to you day by day.
The world now is gone as you now foresee our fate
what you hear you will see only now will you believe the prophecy...
In this world...





PROPHECY LYRICS