The Preacher

The preacher

In days of old, when the books were untold

You speak of a world crushed by sin

The people, they mourn or a war to be born

Nobody would listen to him

Think back in time, when the future you find

Is so faint that it's too hard to see

Don't disavow his words, for the truth must be heard

The preacher tells visions he sees

In 1906, like the future predicts

The city will crumble to the bay

Then what's in store when the worlds go to war?

Peace will have to come another day

Then came the one in the year of '41

Warfare would light up in the sky

He beckoned the call for the future, for all

Blinded by what's in his eyes

Don't follow the preacher

Preach

In days of old, when the books were untold

Speak of a world crushed by sin

The people, they mourn or a war to be born

Nobody would listen to him

Think back in time, when the future you find

So faint that it's too hard to see

Don't disavow his word, for the truth must be heard

The preacher tells visions he sees

Listen to these words I preach

Catastrophic lessons they shall teach

(Don't follow the preacher)

Listen to these words I preach

(Don't follow the preacher)

Catastrophic lessons they shall teach