And Michael Nostradamus began to wander

through Europe for the next sixyears, where

he first became aware the awakening of

his prophetic powers



So god has found him weeping

And weath flickered deep withis 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



Demenia slowly unlightnes the mind...



So god has found him weeping

And wrath flickered deep withis 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 chisen one

The one, allowed to see

God's eye for the human race

That ends in misery



Nobody knows...

That it is real, nobody knows... that it is real!