verze 1 (intro)

Welcome there, child,
Don't be scared of me!
I'm naught, but a wild  
Demon, a hero of fate!  

Take my hand now,
And follow me please!
I'm gonna show you
What's worth to be seen!

I'm aware of my looks.
I'm aware of the scent.
Don't take me a fool
There's much more than that!

What would you like?
Past, future, or present?
So many wonders
And so many paths!

hook

I'm everywhere,
But you cannot find me,
I am nowhere
Nearby the sane!
I am omnipotent
An all-knowing thing!
Wish I could show you
What's there, what is here!

verze 2 (past)

Let's go for a walk!
Where none have walked before.
Miracles await us
O'er there, in the fort!

Troops are long gone.
They went to a war,
Left behind the gold
And the women alone.

"I'd fancy them ores!"
Sayeth the Lord
Of the neighboring keep.
"Lads, let us get the swords!"

And that's how it was.
That's how it goes:
To lose, it takes but
One mistake, and no more.

hook

For they learned 'bout the plan
And so did they strike
Before they could reach them
There was none left to die!
You don't want to see,
I know, I saw it all.
It wasn't pretty,
It wasn't just a brawl.

verze 3 (present)

This is familiar.
This is what you know.
High keeps reaching clouds,
And privacy no more!

Where are the bright colors?
Where are the smiles, the laughs?
Everyone's on phones,
They won't talk to the friends.

Can you smell the fear?
Quite a dire odor.
Incoming war, they see,
When have we heard that before?

They were looking for the signs,
Alas they were none to sight,
For when the rockets came
They were concealed by the night.

hook

And so it began,
And so this the end.
Or is it? I've to ask,
The futures are to blend!
Yes, I am omnipotent,
but my talents have limits.
Knowing everything
is not indefinite.

verze 4 (future)

There, you see the ruins.
There, you see the bones.
Where they kept the jewels
Are now the soldier's tombs.

Everything's so green!
Everything's so nice!
The nature came back here,
Where the people had the vice.

D'you remember the war?
Remember the fight?
It kept going on,
Till 'twas the end o' humankind.

Everything's so green.
Everything's so nice.
Everyone's a corpse.
Everyone's beneath the ground.

It was written through roughly seven months under the title "Children's nightmare song".

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