"The story, idea, and lyrics are the original work of Lamefroid." Copyright © 2026 Lamefroid. All rights reserved Ω Κασσάνδρα, θυγάτηρ του Πριάμου, εγώ ειμί το όραμα το ερχόμενον προ του τέλους. Συ η λαβούσα το δώρον της προφητείας και την κατάραν της απιστίας. Είδες τον ίππον τον δούρειον, είδες την πτώσιν της Τροίας, είδες τον ίδιον σου θάνατον, και ουδείς επίστευσεν εις την φωνήν σου. Κασσάνδρα… voice that no one hears Truth that cuts like ancient spears I am the vision before the end The song you knew but could not send Νυν ίσταμαι ενώπιόν σου εν τη σκιά, ολίγον προ της αιματηράς ώρας. Η Κλυταιμνήστρα αναμένει μετά του πελέκεως, και ο Αίγισθος σιγά εν τω σκότει. Εγώ ήσα τον θρήνόν σου πριν ακουσθήναι, την αλήθειαν ην ουδείς ηθέλησεν ακούσαι. Συ είδες τα πάντα, καγώ ήλθον ίνα σοι αυτά άσω. Κασσάνδρα… voice that no one hears Truth that cuts like ancient spears I am the vision before the end The song you knew but could not send You spoke the fire, they called it lies You saw the blade behind their eyes The future burned upon your tongue And still the silence won I have sung of the seer no one believed, Of the princess whose warnings were never received. Of the horse that entered, of the night that fell, Of the axe that waited and the final knell. I am the vision that comes before the close, The last true voice the dying prophet knows. Past the mockery, past the unheeded cry: Κασσάνδρα… whose truth could never die. Now the shadows lengthen on the palace floor As the hour you foresaw comes knocking at the door I will finish the song you began alone I will carry the words that were never your own One final vision before the dark descends And the cursed gift finally ends Κασσάνδρα… voice that no one hears Truth that cuts like ancient spears I am the vision before the end The song you knew but could not send And still it echoes… without end
