| The silent one speaks to me
|
| About things that has to come
|
| A natural progression
|
| 'Cos things they cannot be left undone
|
| I need to talk to you
|
| And you have to listen too!
|
| Just a small piece of prediction
|
| That we must simply go through
|
| Great is the cry over Bosnia
|
| When Ravenna’s monster sees the light
|
| Across the Adriatic sea they come in millions
|
| And turns the day into night
|
| A massive invasion from the east
|
| The least that you expected to
|
| Not enough power to hold back
|
| When U.N.s crushed and NATO’s through
|
| Living in a dream
|
| Oh, Europe so unaware
|
| Of the ongoing scheme
|
| Soon under heavy warfare
|
| Driving the enemy
|
| Across the sea, into Italy
|
| Not one city will be spared
|
| On the coastline, from Monaco to Sicily
|
| The Vatican will be destroyed
|
| And Pope John Paul will be no more
|
| He tries to run away but he’ll be captured
|
| And killed outside Lyon on St. Lucy’s day
|
| The battle rages on into France
|
| Sweet Paris will be no more
|
| Far into the future when it’s over
|
| The main town will be Avignon
|
| Entire France is soon invaded
|
| By anger and unholy hate
|
| And it’s gonna have to swear itself
|
| To be a Muslim state
|
| The world stand and stare
|
| They don’t understand what’s going on
|
| Like the Bosnia affair
|
| Too late they saw what was wrong
|
| Mass graves, slaughter
|
| Women raped every day
|
| Chemical warfare
|
| Smell of bodies that decay
|
| The world has never seen
|
| Such cruelty before
|
| Still something worse waits
|
| To open up the door
|
| The Allies they attack
|
| From Belgium, Germany and Hungary
|
| A massive strike of the British
|
| In the Mediterranean sea
|
| They drive them all the way back
|
| Into those countries where they came from
|
| Finally they have to pay
|
| For all the evil that they have done
|
| Many years will have to pass
|
| Before the ending of the tyranny
|
| The destruction is simply so devastating
|
| A continent will cease to be
|
| Finally the Christian flag
|
| Is risen in the city of Istanbul
|
| The beast of the east will taste his own medicine
|
| And they themselves will be ruled |