The Prophecy Unfolds کے بول

I have foreseen the conspiracy of the next confrontation Decapitated bodies, abandoned lives But yet not all is what it seems The prophecy unfolds. Our time will come The prophecy unfolds Shapeless being, filled with lies Your presence is creating blood-shaped skies. Defeated on our own ground As if filthy slime always darkened our lives There's still no solution found But to tolerate and await the prophecy. "Pay for your share in this crime You shall repent, when the first light regains its strength" Be gone! Do I deserve to be distracted? Be gone! I am not yet on my knees. Behold my becoming Leave with nothing, suffer from shame Behold my becoming Admit your failure and leave no stain.