Prophecy
Helga
Oh it’s coming anytime now
Seen it all in my head
I smell death coming on its way to this very room
I warn you now
Beware, know your friends and foes
She’ll come for you the least you expect it
When you’re fast asleep in your immaculate bed
Will never stop searching until your found
Lying and drowning in a pool of your own blood
I see death before my very eyes
Under the clouds, the skies
Turning red, raining blood
A prophecy