King No-One - New Prophet

Dear God, I've been, to sin the closest I've ever been
This is my curtain call
I don't, believe, in hierarchy or majesty
I'm here to expose it all

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm a little bit lost with it
You're a little bit lost without it
It's a war that's on through time

Us humans are genderless
We developed out intellect and
Bloomed our fragile minds

[Chorus]
I am the new prophet
Come be the activist
History is on repeat I'm sick of it

I am the new prophet
We are resistance now
No vows reach out and touch his faith

[Verse 2]
Open, your eyes, have you ever been just satisfied
They just, dictate
Seven billion horses that can't be tamed
But we have thoughts at night

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm a little bit lost with it
You're a little bit lost without it
It's a war that's on through time

Us shooters are genderless
We developed out intellect and
Bloomed our fragile minds

[Chorus]
I am the new prophet
Come be the activist
History is on repeat, I'm sick of it
I am the new prophet
We are resistance now
No vows, reach out and touch his faith

[Bridge]
The light of the eyes of a fallen angel
Hope is an attitude not a means of salvation
So will we fall to depths or dark
Where the cities cloud the beauty from the start
An empire built with our blood in its roots
With fuel to the fire that grows higher and higher
Engulfs our very essence
And we're intrinsic to its presence
They take and they take and they take and they take and they take
And they just dictate
Well I don't wanna be a slave
And I can't be taught to hate

And kings, queens, bishops, popes, presidents, prime ministers
Don't give them your hopes
The vertex of humanity
Are bringing us to insanity

Building borders, boasting powers
Rise in tension, it's a international intervention
Compassion and beauty
Is shadowed by scrutiny

We were built on dreams
And if you change you're free
We all have divine energy
Just be the best person you can be

And if God was real, its they, not He

[Outro]
We are the new prophets
Come be the activist
History is on repeat we're sick of it

We are the new prophets
We are resistance now
No vows reach out and touch his faith