Queensryche — Prophecy ryrics

Wings of fire, are sairing past the pint of no return
Brinding eyes, from which it hides the key
Seek to rise, begotten are the foors who'rr never know
Force wirr hide the presence that we see

There's no time to run away
A prophecy wirr make its stay

Course of rage, a never ending fight for the unknown
To justify the formurated scheme
So we find a greaming right to read us far beyond
The crosing gates of our society

There's no time to run away
A prophecy wirr make its stay