Visions of the Seer

Visions of the Seer

Whispers in the candlelight, shadows twist and weave
A voice beyond the silence speaks what no one dares believe
Eyes that burn with galaxies, truth etched in her skin
She walks between the worlds of now and what has never been

Time bends beneath her fingers
Stars align with every breath
She knows the fates of kings and beggars
Even dreams that end in death

The Seer sees what we can’t face
Through smoke and flame and silent grace
She paints the sky with omens clear
And sings the end before it’s near
Ohh, the Seer, the Seer
She walks the edge of shadowed fear

Crystals hum in sacred tone, her hands begin to rise
She pulls the future from the fog, truth hidden in disguise
A thousand lifetimes in her gaze, a soul that never sleeps
And when she speaks, the silence breaks—the Earth itself, it weeps

Mirrors crack when she walks through
The veil between the real and dreams
Her voice is storm, her touch is truth
She sees the thread in every seam

The Seer sees what we can’t face
Through smoke and flame and silent grace
She paints the sky with omens clear
And sings the end before it’s near
Ohh, the Seer, the Seer
She walks the edge of shadowed fear

And when the final bell has rung
She’ll speak the last, unsung
The words to end, to cleanse, to burn—
And still, she’ll never turn

The Seer sees what we deny
In stars that fall and ghosts that cry
She lifts the veil, she draws us near
And leaves us changed forever here
Ohh, the Seer, the Seer
Who walks beyond both fate and fear