Profecía Del Anticristo
Brujeria
Prophecy of the Antichrist
When's it gonna start
The final war
Spiritual battle
It gets into your heart
It's gonna pull everything out
If you're a sinner, blinded
Who’s gonna take care of you?
Nothing’s gonna help you
There won’t be a sign
Here it comes
Coming down from the sky
On a white cloud
Riding with a machete in hand
Over a sea of glass
They’re playing metal harps
Prophecy of the Antichrist!
When's it gonna start
The final war
Spiritual battle
Who’s gonna take care of you?
It’s not about being saved
There won’t be a sign
Here it comes
Coming down from the sky
On a white cloud
Riding with a machete in hand
Over a sea of glass
They’re playing metal harps
The sea of glass is burning
Smoke is reaching the sky
On the cloud, they’re playing
With the heaviest metal harps
When's it gonna start
The final war
Spiritual battle
Who’s gonna take care of you?
Nothing’s gonna help you
There won’t be a sign
Here it comes
Coming down from the sky
On a white cloud
Riding with a machete in hand
Over a sea of glass
They’re playing metal harps
The sea of glass is burning
Smoke is reaching the sky
On the cloud, they’re playing
With the heaviest metal harps
The old book is poorly written
It talks about one, but there were two Christs
One was good, the other cursed
Prophecy of the Antichrist
Son of man, the true one
Son of God, a pig and a bastard
And they wanted to see one dead
Nailed to a tree
That’s where they left him
The prophecy of the Antichrist
The prophecy of the Antichrist
