Too Many Prophets Lyrics
So far from foreverApproaching tomorrowBut hoping for neverCursed, we are cursedCondemned to die from our birthHow many footsteps in lineHave flattened this land?How many prophets have diedRight here where we stand?Call, some callIs answered in warning us allThese "signs" which surround usImagining most ofSome commitment urges usTo bring down all around usWish, this wishBent on ceasing to existHow many questions have triedTo uncover some truth?How many prophets have liedInventing the proof?Call, some callIS answered to sentence us allTo sentence us all...Call, some callUnanswered, awaiting our fallSo many footsteps...Too many prophets...So many questions...Too many prophets...Too many prophets...
Anacrusis Too Many Prophets
