Tuesday, 25 August 2026

The Prophecy

by Nick Gisburne





There are pieces of the prophecy she doesn’t understand
There is energy too distant for her touch
When she challenges the darkness with her mutilated hand
When she whispers at the rain
There is pleasure in her pain
But the secrets she is looking for are sleeping in the sand

Is she worthless?
Is she weak?
When she calls she wonders why they will not speak

In a surge of understanding, she is driven by the night
To a corner of her mind she never saw
Through a doorway, through a corridor of unrelenting light
As her questions disappear
There is only faith and fear
As the prophecy, uncovered, slowly penetrates her sight

Can she touch it?
Can it be?
Is the prize inside too filthy to be free?

Through the surface of her skin
As she pulls the power in
She is tangled in the torment of her dream
And surrenders to its terrifying scream

It is more than any mortal mind could ever comprehend
It is more than any body could survive
She is overwhelmed by wonder as she feels her soul descend
In the mysteries of sleep
There is darkness far too deep
But she reaches for the bottom, the inevitable end

Is it evil?
Does it feel?
It embraces her but orders her to kneel

There were pieces of the puzzle she could never understand
But the terror of the beast
And the monster she released
Is not the prophecy she beckoned with her hand
She brings apocalypse, exactly as he planned

He is heartless
He is hungry
He is fury
And forever he is free

He is everything she never thought she’d see
He is everything she wanted him to be



Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno