W*r Cry Prophecy

[Intro] [Verse 1] Yo, the South’s gonna rise with a fist in the sky, Nations at w*r, hear the mothers cry, Slave against master, b***d floods the ground, Wrath on the wicked—the lost ain’t found. Disciples tremble, the prophecy’s loud, Plagues hit the land, skies wrapped in a shroud, Angels gon’ reap where the chaos breeds, Judgment comin’ fast, plantin’ desperate seeds. [Chorus] Break it down! (W*r cry, w*r cry!) Baptized in flame, no alibi, Heaven’s got a score that won’t be denied, W*r cry prophecy—we all gonna die! [Verse 2] Kings in the dirt, crowns melted to dust, Rich men beg mercy, but there’s no one to trust, Moon’s turned to b***d, sun’s black as night, Screams echo the void—no peace in sight. Grab your guns, but it’s too late to f***t, The Lord’s own vengeance cuts like a k***e, Repent or burn, yeah, the call’s the same, Hell’s on the horizon, screamin’ your name. [Bridge] (Chaos, chaos!) The world’s torn in two, (Chaos, chaos!) What you gonna do? Fall to your knees or let the beast chew? The reckoning’s here—it’s comin’ for you. [Breakdown] *(Distorted riff stomps)* Burn! Burn! Burn! [Chorus] Break it down! (W*r cry, w*r cry!) Baptized in flame, no alibi, Heaven’s got a score that won’t be denied, W*r cry prophecy—we all gonna die! [Outro]