I foresee ages of chaos
    But my ordeal has yet just started
    For these ominous signs are bound to plague me
    Haunt me for centuries to come

    My healing incantations are destined for failure
    My unremitting warnings and threats
    Will go unheeded, such is my curse
    Why should it be incumbent upon me to redeem their faults?

    You, the one who spurns the past
    Are now, but worthy to be last
    Thy choices are errors
    I shall thus abandon though to thy gloomy fate

    I can see the future in the light of the past
    I cannot stop this ineluctable doom from raining over the world
    Alas, this obnoxious portent will turn out to be abiding truth

    From time immemorial man has taken refuge in oblivion
    They've exchanged their future for the present enjoyment
    Nothing will change
    History has set her implacable march into motion
    There will be no escape

    You, the one who spurns the past
    Are now, but worthy to be last
    Thy choices are errors
    I shall thus abandon though to thy gloomy fate

    Such is my curse

    You, the one who spurns the past
    Are now, but worthy to be last
    Thy choices are errors
    I shall thus abandon though to thy gloomy fate