Seeing in the magic crystal images stirring like cream in coffee Not quite clear .. slowly working as my mind goes blank my heart opens talk to me show me what's ahead You know I like to be well prepared my eyes are ready to look mother gyspy may I ? She ready's and says open my dear her voice crackles and falls silent Breathing is all I now hear Still not quite clear not today not today my dear if **** hits the fan I am not prepared With that she says your made of witches ashes and odins strength dare ye that try for they will be the ashes for *******'s ye build for thy next life As she winks and pushes me out thy door not today not today