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