Desecration
Nikolo Kotzev
Here lies the bones of the
Most illustrious Michel de Nostradamus
The only one in judgment of
All mortals, worthy to write
With a pen most divine
Under the influence of stars
Of events to come
In the whole wile World
Posterity disturb not his repose
You won't touch my throat
With your filthy feet
Whether I'm dead or alive
Do not disturb my eternal peace
For one who does will die
He who drinks the wine from my scull
Will inherit all my power
But beware, the curse will fall upon you
And become your darkest hour
In the times of 1791
During the French revolution
As the church of Salon tollet the bell
Seven soldiers were approaching
They were drunk from wine and victory
Marching their way home
When nature called an urgent stop
By the shadow
Of the dome
We were brothers in arms
With a mission in life
Standing on holy ground
But the church is just an implement
Of fear to push us round
Under the oak lightning strikes in Cienne
Long centuries grabbed
All in a flash of light
Found shall die eye pierced by a spring
Doomed by destiny stabbed
With picks and shovels we broke the piece
Of the tombstone never dared
As the locals gathering in fear
(As the locals gathering in fear)
(To meet again our seer)
To meet again their seer
So I proposed a brazen toast
Drinking from his scull
I don't believe, I fear no ghost
(He don't believe)
(He fears no ghost)
(Our legend is not dull)
Your legend is so dull
And Lord Mayor himself
Held his speech of rebuke
Please, let the dead rest in peace
Heard the prophet of Woe laugh and sing
I gave you a fair warning
Under the oak lightning strikes in Cienne
Long centuries grabbed
I warned you all
Found shall die eye pierced by a spring
Doomed by destiny stabbed
And later on next morning
By the break of dawn
As the Sun of grace revealed it's righteous face
To witness seven soldiers die
A minor death just another stitch
In our violent history
To become my destiny
Under the oak lightning strikes in Cienne
Long centuries grabbed
All in a flash light
Found shall die eye pierced by a spring
Doomed by destiny stabbed
I warned you all
Under the oak lightning strikes in Cienne
Long centuries grabbed
I'll become you destiny
Found shall die pierced by a spring
Now I can see you're a
Part of me
A legend proven true
(Now we can see)
(He's a part of you)