Pythia - Dryad

There was a woman sent by Apoll

Priestess of beauty and wisdom

Born out of a snake to speak true and foretell

To answer the questions

Oh Pythia, tell me the truth

Say what will be in my future

Oracle of Apoll what is to come?

I’ll offer you all to get in known

In the woods of Delphi is her home

Temple of our future

There the priestess does her duty

To open time for men

She breaks the laws of nature

To say what will be

And many men are coming there

To take a look behind the veil

White robes and long hair

The eyes are opened wide

She and her sisters seeing the way

We’re going to walk

Through light or darkness we will go

They know what will come

Only the priestess reveals the path

But she speaks in puzzles

Pythia is seeing the end now

We’re going to fall

Future is black and dust

Our final days are here?

Men are suffering in Tartaros

Not a single one was saved

And if that is what she sees

We are lost

Never listen to a prophecy

You shall walk your way

And if pain is there

Let it be

Oh Pythia, please keep the truth

And what will be in my future

Oracle of Apoll, what have you done?

I’ll offer you all to forget