The Prophet In Me

I was born from a magical touch

On the half way from evil to good

Now push aside all of your doubts

And look at the pendulum

You always fear the time passing by

It means nothing to me

You're acting like sleepwalkers in the night

But I have the gift to foresee

You don't have to believe

The things that I have foreseen

You don't have to live by my rules

But remember the prophet in me

Running in circles like dogs on the line

I only give you a laugh

I'm stepping outward to outer realms

where the distance is trapped

Maybe I'm on outcast, but I don't care

You should not knock on my door

Pieces of darkness are growing fast

I have seen mankind's fall

Some live their life so spurious

I tell you it's not curious

Remember me when your clock strikes the last

Winds of wisdom give me power

And fill my sails to leave this empty land

I don't belong here, I'm leaving the shore

And when I'm gone, the places

Beyond me full of sin

And when I'm sailing on bright waters

I'll know too, that the line I walk

Is too thin

(Between right and wrong

true and false

good and evil) is too thin