Was that not the way?
The light is out
And deed half done
The father dead
But son prevailed
All haste be made,
For prophesy spoke
Not the father
But of him
Fly, Fly
For scars remain
Not only on the outside,
Rain is near
Let it come down
A witch in the corner
Watches near
And delivers news
Of one who will end
Not the father
But of him
Lind face has he
Who calls the witch
Though not much use
Before nor after
Her vision of one
Who will end
Of use may become
A banquet hall
Sincere regret
How sad it is
He should be hear
A roll of thunder
Come forth great one,
Come forth,
And show the fate
We need to see
We follow your way
Now prove or faith not misplaced
The worm betrays
The friend so dear
Now friend is dead
But worm is still worm,
For a worm is a worm
A rat is a rat
Witches' spell
Friend's betrayal
Scars not only outward
Double Bubble,
Toil and trouble
Fir burn,
And cauldron bubble