Silver Mountain (Swe) - Prophet of Doom

On a square there stands a funny looking fellow
No one knows if they have seen that man before
People gather around to listen to his speeches
I've come to warn you I'm the prophet of the doom

Children cries when they see shadows growing longer
And the wind feels colder as the man goes on
Speaking sentences of no possible understanding
His eyes are burning savagely within their souls

Running, running, there's no need to panic
Running, running away
Screaming, fighting, people in confusion
Trying and breaking their way

Skies are darker and the rain begins to fall
Screams of desperation filling up the air
The people knelt and begged the man to give them mercy
But the prophet now no longer can be seen

Running, running, there's no need to panic
Running, running away
Screaming, fighting, people in confusion
Trying and breaking their way

On a square there stands a funny looking fellow
No one knows if they have seen that man before
People gather around to listen to his speeches
I've come to warn you I'm the prophet of the doom

Music & Lyrics: Jonas Hansson

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