Prophet Filmography

• The Rap Game
  2006, role: actor , character name: Plays himself

Prophet Filmography

• American Drug War: The Last White Hope
  2007, role: composer

Prophet, The Filmography

• F1RST Pro Wrestling: Die Another Day
  2008, role: actor , character name: Himself

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Prophet - Slightly Stoopid
• Prophet - Candlemass
• Prophet - Awakening
• Prophet - Jude
• Prophet - Poverty's No Crime
• Prophet - Sun Eats Hours
• Prophet - Poltergeist
• Prophet - Cindy Alexander
• Prophet - Rizzle Kicks
• Prophet - Cemetery Of Scream
• Hardstyle Baby - Prophet
• Ordinary Life - Prophet
• Recession - Prophet
• Prophet - Slackers
• Prophet - Oh The Blood

But i aint no prophet
To cure some damn disease
And would you help me anyway
If i was on my knees
I'm going through my time of change
In my time of need
And every little thing is gonna
Be all the same
And then i thought to my self
I'm gonna marry into wealth
I'm gonna take everything she's got to offer and keep it for myself
Oh yeah
She said to me
I don't like what i see
And i say to her
But i don't even know you there
Every time that i called you up
On the telephone
But each time you say to me
I want to be alone
Well so i hopped in my car
And drove away some place real far
I'm gonna push my pedal straight for the metal
And head right for the bar
She said to me
I don't like what i see
But i say to her

Spiral staircase... to the center.. of the earth
Green lit orb... siar eye... one and first
Hidden hole... pit of Jura... Serpent Cult
Descending down... steps of bone... greet the cold
PROPHET PROPHET
Where's the manifest of FIRE?
PROPHET PROPHET
See, his eye is made of stone
ALWAYS STARING AT THE SUN
Torchlit walk... into the dark...starless deep
Black parade... Khaalus cave...breathless steep
See, behold.. the oracle... the divine
We are thy servants 'til the end of time
PROPHET PROPHET
Where's the manifest of FIRE?
PROPHET PROPHET
See, his eye is made of stone
ALWAYS STARING AT THE SUN
We are the guardians of the purple flame
Please show us the start of it all... everything
The dreams, the way of the dead, the age of stars
Give us the birth and the death of eternity
Crystal globe... starblack eye... holy void
Fill our heads... with godlike threads... Speak in
tounges
Tell us please... future dreams... cosmic plans
Show us the apocalypse, forevermore
Oh... Dead prophets come and go...
Like dying rainbows in the snow...
But no one spoke, no one called

Far away across the fields
Mortal men
regain the seal
Of those before the winds of pain
when the Hollow Men
staked their claim
And where the Word became flesh
was where the world
became cleansed
And in the streets the children ran
when heresy
would claim the hand
of the Prophet of man
And on their feet the Lame arose
And by his Grace
the lost came home
Yet through a frame of idolarty
we choose to ignore
we choose not to see
The Prophet of man
And in the darkness of chosen cell
I am awake but ever falling
And to listen with an honest heart
I know I´d always hear the calling
And where the Word consumes the flesh
is where the light
of life is blessed
The Prophet of man

I guess I make my way okay, I guess I do
I guess I get by just like you
I'm keeping to myself though, if you don't mind
I don't want to leave any fingerprints
Moving down the boulevard, the walk of fame
The Japanese they're up against it
Trying to match their hand sizes with the household names
And I just try to bob and weave
And keep from bumping into furry fairy prostitutes
And, and make it to the corner gonna lose myself inside outside news
And I remember when I first had come to town
And you suggested, I kneel and kiss the ground
You were such a prophet then to me
And you, you're nothing to me
Nobody wants to help when you start with a please
To supplicate is not the way
You've got to put the other man down on his knees
But that's not why I arrived, no that was not the reason
Don't mind if I retire from a town without one just like a season
I remember when I first had come to town
And you suggested I kneel and kiss the ground
You were such a prophet then to me
And you, you're nothing to me
Waltzing slowly in
Counter time to your piercing cameras before me
Moving closer I've
Come to know that there's nothing in there to show me
Pretty good show she said
I kinda like your style
Well, maybe we could go to bed
And I could help you run the three-minute mile
But first you gotta take the drinks you gotta learn to fake the smiles
She was a piece of past her prime real estate a late great tit turnstile
I remember when I first had come to town
And you suggested I kneel and kiss the ground
You were such a prophet then, to me
And you, you're nothing to me
I remember when I first had come to town
And you suggested I kneel and kiss the ground

Let me tell
A little tale
About a fanatic race
They were guided
By just one man
He led them in disgrace
Trouble came across the land
Some knew there's something wrong
Many man already died
Now see what they had done
The hate grew up
And every jew
Began to hide and run
Protection was escape from here
They're killing just for fun
Some could flee
Some could hide
Six millions died
They couldn't flee
From gas and guns
The aryan race was proud
Prophet
He was the one who helped them all
He led the revolte against the walls
He had a vision of their escape
He saw his death and Europe's fate
Prophet

Anywhere he's been he felt his mission
Looking at the world's past
Love is not such a conscious action
It's like life's mystery
Life is something to care so much for
We all are something to love so much
He Raised his soul and took this challenge
So he's put across all that his heart said
God knows how hard it was
To hear all those ones laughing at him
But he held out to the last
Friendship's something we all need so much
Forgiveness is something we all need so much
He Raised his voice singing out this yeah
You're acting like a dead soul
Don't you feel that we're not from here?
Histories of our past
Are a part of what we're now
But leave the fear to feel yeah
Take what is your right
Go and Make peace with your past
Go! you're gonna feel the way

Let me tell
A little tale
About a fanatic race
They were guided
By just one man
He led them in disgrace
Trouble came across the land
Some knew there's something wrong
Many man already died
Now see what they had done
The hate grew up
And every jew
Began to hide and run
Protection was escape from here
They're killing just for fun
Some could flee
Some could hide
Six millions died
They couldn't flee
From gas and guns
The aryan race was proud
Prophet
He was the one who helped them all
He led the revolte against the walls
He had a vision of their escape
He saw his death and Europe's fate

Six a.m.
It's a cinnamon dawn
All burnt out and I never made it home
I don't wanna go home
You're fixed for a fight
But I'm rock-a-bye gone
I love you but
I wanna be alone
Is it O.K. to be alone?
I need to soak up my own storm
CHORUS:
Close your eyes
It's gone
It's all right
And I'm wrong
Where did I go
Inside my head
Save my pillow
I'll be back
Before the prophet
Cleaned the house
Cleaned the car
Washed my body
But I couldn't hide the scars
This time I really went too far
Is it O.K.
To wanna die
To shut the light out for a while
REPEAT CHORUS
And he asks me a question
Then he steals away my tongue
I never asked for the lesson
Cut my fingers
And make me play
Until it's done
REPEAT CHORUS
I love you but

I'm lurking in your pocket, better watch it, rizzle kicks, HA!"
What! I'm last on the heaven list,
Cuss I couldn't give a ras what angelic is.
Even my laughter is venomous
Dennis is, not even half what this menace is.
We don't choose to make trouble holding up stores with lucazade bottles
I'm the one forcing you to break bad
Whilst little goodie two shoes glue plane models.
Mmmm an air of sophistication
When I enter various situations
Your best mate's gone downstairs while your stuck there with his sister
Waiting.
I'm chilling in estates,
Sniffing at a rave
Sitting in a cave
With a grin up on my face
I aint civil but I'm brave
Never listening to faith
Quick smile
Then a middle finger to your face
Chorus
Stuck in your pocket in your feathers while you sleep
I am a prophet and a profit's what you'll keep
You and I belong together
I'll live within your soul forever
Verse 2
Ahahah, what, listen up yo, ah
I'm in the spare bedroom at parties
Full of sweet whispers not very smarties.
Hope that nobody comes in
Knock another drink, one thinks with no mention of car keys
I'm a hoodlum stood in the woodlands
Gonna set fire to the trees
Who wouldn't?
Du Dum Dum Dum
End of the episode
Punk style death threat letter in the envelope.
Somebody's door for a quick whizz
Real weekender bloke somebody kiss this
I'm your mistress' mistress
That your wife didn't put on her christmas wish list.
Let me rifle a quick flow
More punchlines than a highschool disco
Ain't nobody gonna tell me what I wanna do
I'm rude
Get your thongs out I'm called sisqo
Chorus
Stuck in your pocket in your feathers while you sleep
I am a prophet and a profit's what you'll keep
You and I belong together
I'll live within your soul forever
Verse 3
The one who wakes up and can feel no pain
Cus you strive on another mans strain
Me and you will never be the same
Cuss clearly for you this aint just a phase
The type to steal something although that it is free
The type to make a promise just to break it clean
Who are you trying to be
Who are you trying to please
Make your mind up and choose your way
Maybe then we can seal the daaay
Chorus x2
Stuck in your pocket in your feathers while you sleep
I am a prophet and a profit's what you'll keep
You and I belong together
I'll live within your soul forever
Stuck in your pocket in your feathers while you sleep
I am a prophet and a profit's what you'll keep
You and I belong together

He had no eyes
He saw much more than us
Fire in his hands
Stigmata of the Universe
He came to reign
Over our dying world
Nobody knew him
And he knew everyone by name
There in his book
So many dates, so many fates
There in his Book of Death
Your final scream and my last breath
Mysterious signs
Symbols and scribbles everywhere
On every yellowed page
All in his Book of Death
He said no word
Yet we have to obey
His silent orders
We understood them very well
Inside the ring
Of cosmis energies
He shaped black matter
Using the strongest gravity
There in his Book
So many dates, so many fates
There in his Book of Death
Your final scream and my last breath
Mysterious signs
Symbols and scribbles everywhere
On every yellowed page
All in his book of Death
Stigmata of the Universe...
Cos he knew everyone by name...
We understood them very well...

All together now
Let's get this thing started
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Bashing all around
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Show me what you got
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Bashing all around
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Hardstyle baby
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Bashing all around
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Hardstyle baby
All together now
Let's get this thing started
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Bashing all around
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Hardstyle baby
All together now
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Bashing all around
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Show me what you got
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground
Bashing all around
Hardstyle beats
Banging in your ear
Booming underground

No ordinary life (life [?x])
No ordinary life
I have been working day and night
With friday on my mind
Refuse to give it up
Time after time
In my weekend paradise
My dreams will come alive
I'm fighting for my right
Time after time
I'm out of control
I'm letting it go
Addicted to music
And I want it all
So what the fuck?
I just wanna get high
It's like ecstasy
No ordinary life (life [?x]) [3x]
[2x]
No ordinary life (life [?x]) [3x]

I don't have to tell you things are bad
Everybody knows things are bad
It's a depression
Everybody's out of work, or scared of losing their job
I want you to get mad!
All I know is that first, you've got to get mad!
You've got to say: 'I'm a human being, god damn it!
My life has value!...
So, I want you to get up now
I want all of you to get up out of your chairs
I want you to get up right now and go to the window
Open it and stick your head out and yell
'I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this any
more!...

how come you prophet while i profit not
aren't we both eating from the same pot
you get the meat, while i get the bone
you drink the stew and leave me the stone
i see the bucket full, you say it empty
i see the bucket full, you say it empty
i see the bucket full
i want my food
how come you big while i am small?
im not so tiny to help you at all
you may be goliath, but i am the king
and at your head will i aim my sling
how come you prophet while i profit not
aren't we both eating from the same pot
you get the meat, while i get the bone
you drink the stew and leave me the stone
i see the bucket full, you say it empty
i see the bucket full, you say it empty
i see the bucket full
i want my food
how come you use the bucket to draw your fill
while we are waiting at the well still
time slows down, the days grow long
but i am still singing the same old song
how come you prophet while i profit not
aren't we both eating from the same pot
you get the meat, while i get the bone
you drink the stew and leave me the stone
i see the bucket full, you say it empty
i see the bucket full, you say it empty
i see the bucket full

You are about to experience.
The presence of the holy one.
It looks like things are changing I feel a shifting in the air.
This is a warmth that I could not forget.
Can you say the upper room?
Things are about to change for the better (2x)
Can you feel the presence of The living God?
Can you feel (2x)
I stand alone with you.
Against the sea of disbelief.
You reach and grab my hand.
And we run through.
We scream our battle cry With one hand raised to the sky.
This is our final moment.