Nostradamus - text

You can't escape from what I see
The fear surrounds you
The mystery of destiny
Told by the chosen few

Now they can see
The certainty

Who holds the key
Who knows the future
Can you tell by the broken words
Nostradamus

You can believe a vicious scene
By the sainted eyes
The power of the prophecy
Lives on time passes by us

Now they can see
The shape of things to come

Who holds the key
Who knows the future
Can you tell by the broken words
Nostradamus

Now they can see
The certainty

Who holds the key
Who knows the future
Can you tell by the broken words
Nostradamus