Now that I know that the right time has come. My prediction will surely be true. 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 hell awaits. I had their lives in my hands. Their fate their fortunes in my visions. No one believed in my true prophecy. And now it's too late