Now that I know that the right time [bad word] 
My prediction will surely be [bad word] 
The impending disaster it looms 
And the whole of the village is doomed 
Why won't you listen to me 
It is so hard to understand 
That I am the real seventh son 
Your life or death on me depends 

Suffering and pain impending disaster 
Souls crying the devil's laughter 
Heard the cry of the seven whistlers 
Lucifer smiles looks on and waits 

I'll take your life in my hands 
Your fate your fortune's in my visions 
Heed what I say and you'll see 
What will be 
Please listen to me 

Now that they see the disaster is done 
Now they put all the blame unto me 
They feel I brought on a curse 
Don't they know that the torment 
It stays with me knowing that I walk alone 
Through the eyes of the future I see 
They don't even know what fear is 
Don't they know I'm the one who is cursed 

Purgatory beckons souls lost forever 
Life after death or heaven hereafter 
Heard the call of the seven whistlers again 
Now Lucifer laughs [bad word] awaits 

I had their lives in my hands 
Their fate their fortunes in my visions 
No one believed in my [bad word] prophecy 
And now it's too late