Prophecies foretold by the holder of the bones
Providing insight of what awaits
If destiny you seek to ascend above and cheat
Beware the humor of the fates
A self fulfilling tale of woe before you unwinds
Cursed are you to live in fear, can't run or hide
All knowing seer laughs as you destroy your own lives
A chill is in the air as you're met with despair
The stars are said to have aligned
Take action to impede but still you must concede
Slave to the will of the Divines
Fulfill your prophecy wrought by the harbinger of doom
No say in matters beyond, it's fate vs you
You're damned if you don't and you're dead fucked if you do
O mystic of the mountain side
I bring to you my plea
Tell me of my journey to come
What is it that you see
A father dead and mother wed
A twice now uttered plight
Had the song never been sung
The tragedy would never see light
No!
The consequence of choice is withheld
Withheld from me I cannot save myself
The geomancer's trickery destroys the lives of men
If listened to are they then lives will be lost again
Set self fulfilling prophecies to spell out your demise
Laughing while the whole world around you falls into chaos and
Dies