Room 101 – Carcass – letras

Don’t claim to be a prophetDon’t claim to read the starsBut I can see a futureMapped out in scarsLook to the skiesKeep praying to your godsYour only salvationWill come in the shape of the bombNo clockwork orangeThe doom watch ticksThere’s no second comingOnly final conflictBlind pessimism?Only time will tellThe cold hard realityIs that this world had gone to hellAnd this is where I belongIn my room one zero oneAs I sit here all aloneIn my own private year zeroThese numbers brandedEmbedded in the mindHow can your herald a futureWhen it’s already arrived?Keep looking to the skiesKeep waiting for your lordYou fools there’s no second comingTo redeem you allAnd this is where I belongIn my room one zero oneAs I sit here all aloneIn my own private year zeroDon’t claim to be a prophetDon’t claim to sight the starsBut I can read the futureIn anguished mental scarsI have no faithIn anything that you hold dearThe future is oursOnly in sweat and tearsAnd this is where I belongIn my room one zero oneAs I sit here all aloneIn my own private year zeroAnd this is where I belongIn my room one zero oneAs I sit here all alone