Songtext von Prophet

It has to place Some kind of bug inside his strange and twisted brain. Protest against Something that should't make you glad and smile again. Flying away. Follow me 'til end will be closer by. This is the day. Moving closer, only choice that I will die. Got to run far away from hollow, please let him go. The people there Are making fun of my imaginary friend. You will not draw The picture of him, I will go above the law. This is a crime, No I am serious, please just look at me now. Flying away. Follow me 'til end will be closer by. This is the day. Moving closer, only choice that I will die. Got to run far away from hollow, please let him go. Flying away. Follow me 'til end will be closer by. This is the day. Moving closer, only choice that I will die. Got to run far away from hollow, please let him go. Let him go.