Songtext von Prophecy

You'll talk to the wolves, have the eyes of the night, the tongue of the ravens, you'll have the second sight. You'll hear the trees whisper to the stars and the moon about the great alterations coming up soon. The eminence of darkness you will understand, you'll be part of the secret that will outlast the land. I tell your fortune. Hunter and hunted you'll be. Death and Tower and Swords are your destiny. When the earth will burst open to wolve down the light to spit forth its bowels into the vast night. When heaven and hell and earth will be burning you will have foreseen it, waiting for it, yearning. But you will not perceive what the signs mean at all that you're insignificant and will perish and fall. I tell your fortune. Hunter and hunted you'll be. Death and Tower and Swords are your destiny.