And Michael Nostradamus began to wander through Europe for the next six years, where he first became aware the awakening of his prophetic powers.
So God has found him weeping
And wrath flickered deep within his eyes
For thy shalt suffer
As long ago...
Sadness comes from deep inside
There are so many shades of winter
His breath warms up the wintry air
Punishment to all the sinners
Dementia slowly unlightens the mind...
So God has found him weeping
And wrath flickered deep within his eyes
For thy shalt suffer
As long ago...
?Your wish shalt be denied...
So do you hear the echoes of the ones that'll slowly die?"
Prophecy fulfilled
And torture comes at midnight
A dark sign's burning brighter than the light
?So do you hear the echoes...?"
Out beneath the nightly sky
Squat down on the ground
His breath warms up the wintry air
The truth hurts, that he found
He might be the chosen one
The one, allowed to see
God's eye for the human race
That ends in misery
Nobody knows...
That it is, nobody knows... that it is real!