Sands of Time
Witchbound
GENRE
Endless dark, the town's asleep - in every cabin someone weeps
The blight is creeping for some other prey
He didn't leave, but tried his best - to save the townsmen from the pest
All medic gone but he did choose to stay - did not turn away
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
He was born a merchant's son - called Michel de Nostredame
Divinations that will stand all timе
Favoured by the Medici - his art of hеaling and foresee
The secret of his quatrains, can't you see?
They're pure mystery
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
Through centuries and history - time will show what's wrong and what's right
Did the stars lie or was he alight - did he have the might
To see through the night - to the other side
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign (Et tempus fugit - ut mortem vincit)
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
The blight is creeping for some other prey
He didn't leave, but tried his best - to save the townsmen from the pest
All medic gone but he did choose to stay - did not turn away
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
He was born a merchant's son - called Michel de Nostredame
Divinations that will stand all timе
Favoured by the Medici - his art of hеaling and foresee
The secret of his quatrains, can't you see?
They're pure mystery
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
Through centuries and history - time will show what's wrong and what's right
Did the stars lie or was he alight - did he have the might
To see through the night - to the other side
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
Staring at the stars each night, waiting for a sign (Et tempus fugit - ut mortem vincit)
Writing down four lines - a vision to rhyme
There's no way to flee the true prophecy
Who will stop the sands of time?
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