Prophets (A.C. Newman)

I was a silent partner I found Myself with the rabble who stood on the mount, Hipshot, thinking, but not out loud There are too many prophets here On the upper side of the sound of the dark, I took it in silence, I took it to heart. I carried it quietly over the wall. There were too many prophets there. I was behind it. One by one by one by one One by one by one by one Stand by, zero. Stacked on, zero. One by one by one by one One by one by one by one I was a silent partner for once and I had been split into two sections Here is my heart and here is my song There are too many prophets here I am divided One by one by one by one One by one by one by one Stand on, zero Stacked on, zero I was a silent partner, I know The part of the forest where you shouldn't go Now out of the woods and out in the day I see there's too many prophets here One by one by one by one Stand on, zero. One by one by one by one Stacked on, zero. One by one by one by one Stand on, zero. One by one by one by one Stacked on, zero. One by one by one by one