The Prophet (Dragonsfire)

Magic mist, black candles burn, as the prophet Makes his turn, see the darkness in his eyes See the truth beyond the lies His spirit calls me, his mind is born free Say your prayers, do it well When the prophet casts his spell Divine gift or evil curse Will his knowledge make it worse? His voice inside my mind, the truth is what I find Look into your crystal ball, tell the truth and Start to call, the evil curse is upon you Witchcraft, spells and curses old Let your fortune be told See, the curse is still on you Feel the prophet's pain The shades of things to come Feel the prophet's pain Fear what you have done Lonely is the one who knows, what the Crystal ball shows, no one wants to be warned No one wants to be harmed So many fear it, so many hear it Magic signs are all around On the walls and on the ground Sacrifice and uphold his magic charm Blind eyes may see far Strong minds behold the shining stars Look into your crystal ball, tell the truth and Start to call, the evil curse is upon you Witchcraft, spells and curses old Let your fortune be told See, the curse is still on you Feel the prophet's pain The shades of things to come Feel the prophet's pain Fear what you have done