Prophets of Doom - Eden's Curse

The beast is alive, inside of me

Try to deprive, your will to be

A yearning for shelter from deadly storms

I feast on your drive, your energy

You somehow contrive, to set me free

A despising heller in many forms

You can’t live your life

With me far behind

I’m watching you over your shoulder

I cut like a knife

I’m there to remind you

Wake the beholder

We are the voices of discontnt

We are the ministry of gloom

W are the choices of consequent

We are the prophets of doom

Unseen parasite, with no reprieve

I feel out of spite, on your belief

I’m casting my shadow on tomorrow

I eat at your pride, your self esteem

Deceive and I lie, your soul redeem

For I am the master of your sorrow

You can’t live your life

With me far behind

I’m watching you over your shoulder

I cut like a knife

I’m there to remind you

Wake the beholder

We are the voices of discontent

We are the ministry of gloom

We are the choices of consequent

We are the prophets of doom

Everyone’s the same

They all believe they’ll change

But I decide when it’s over

Coz I control your life

Your ignorance his rife

You’ll never break these chains

You can’t live your life

With me far behind

I’m watching you over your shoulder

I cut like a knife

I’m there to remind you

Wake the beholder

We are the voices of discontent

We are the ministry of gloom

We are the choices of consequent

We are the prophets of doom