In the dead of night

When no one is around

They talk about the light

Then become spellbound

Prophets they are called

Seekers of the light

Knowledge overall

Wisdom multiplied





Superior men of supernatural minds

Prophecies spoken, trying to save all mankind





Superior men of supernatural minds

Prophecies spoken, trying to save all mankind





The prophets, nobody listens to them

The prophets, oh I want to believe in them

The prophets, no one believes what they say

But they all will regret it one fine day





Hiding in the dark, waiting for the sound

When the light appears, all are heaven bound

The prophets are aware, knowing what will come

The others in despair, fall to the light's spectrum