Cat Stevens “Ruins” End Times Prophecy Song (scroll for Sympathy for the Devil)
It’s so quiet in the ruins walking though the old town
Stones crumbling under my feet I see smoke for miles around
Oh it’s enough to make you weep, all that remains of the main street
Up in the park on Sunday, dogs chasing and the children played
Old man with his head down, can’t see nothing more around, no
But he remembers how it used to be, back in the old days,
So nice to see you coming back in this town again
It’s nice to see a friendly face come peeping through having tea
In the afternoon, so nice to see you coming back in this town again
Ah but it’s all changed winter turned on a man
Came down on day when no-one was looking and it
Stole away the land, people running scared, losing hands
Dodging shadows of falling sand, buildings standing like empty shells
And nobody…helping no-one else
Young child with his hands high, ain’t able to see no reason why, no
But he remembers how it used to be, back in the old days,
So nice to see you coming back in this town again
It’s nice to see a friendly face come peeping through
You’d better know what you’re going through now
You came back here to find your home is a black horizon
That you don’t recognize, evil destruction has taken everything
You’d better walk on the side while you’re still walking
Just keep on walking on down the street keep your distance
From the people you meet.
Oh Lord and you’d better watch your eyes
‘Cause if smoke gets in them, baby you won’t rise again.
Where’s it leading to freedom at what cost
People needing more and more and it’s all getting lost
I want back, I want back
Back to the time when the earth was green
And there was no high walls and the sea was clean
Don’t stop that sun to shine, it’s not yours or mine, no.
Ruins lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Sympathy for the Devil
The Rolling Stones
Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
I’ve been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man’s soul and Faith
(google listed it as “soul to waste” which is written on down further.) Furthermore The Beast system is real. Saton is real however he inhabits certain people through history.
And I was ’round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain (the cross)
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate (Pilate the Roman leader)
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name
But what’s puzzling you (The Lord Jesus is not the author of confusion)
Is the nature of my game (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Execution_of_the_Romanov_family)
I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general’s rank (George S. Patton) indwelt by Saton himself apparently.
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out
Who killed the Kennedys? Appears that V.President Lyndon B. Johnson and the transfer of power is obvious. The killer would be Johnson’s puppet master whoever that was.
When after all
It was you and me?
Let me please introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay (mystery, German spies maybe)
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my name, oh yeah, get down, baby(father of lies)
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s confusing you
Is just the nature of my game, mm yeah
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails (inversion)
Just call me Lucifer
‘Cause I’m in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, mm yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, mm yeah
But what’s puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, mm mean it, get down
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Tell me baby, what’s my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what’s my name
I tell you one time, you’re to blame(beast system programs us all with the “I am bad & wrong,ugly etc.” Programing” by TV media school etc.
Oh, right
What’s my name
Tell me, baby, what’s my name
Tell me, sweetie, what’s my name
Songwriters: Keith Richards / Mick Jagger
Sympathy for the Devil lyrics © Abkco Music, Inc