Testo Evil Prophecies Nostradameus
Infecting the king with his sweet sounding voice, but heart as cold as ice
Evil prophecies- Always fooling the king
Evil prophecies- Breething chaos and war
Evil prophecies- He invents them himself
Evil prophecies- To destroy the fine land in our hearts
[Hister:]
I am a wizard
I have thousand names, call me what you want
The people who think I'm a prophet of peace are calling me Hister
I will now agitate to anarchy, into civil war
To destroy the kingdom is my one great will, this will be for real
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