• I knew long before thy fate
    I knew it with a sight beyond that of mine eyes
    Beyond that which perceives the city
    As it now succumbs to the mocking flames
    Yet thou would not hear the thorny truth
    Thou did not wish to hear any but honeyed words

    I, Kassandra, daughter of Priam
    Priestess of Athena and once beloved of Apollo
    Before I denied and angered him
    I who thou called a madwoman
    I was thy Prophetess!

    Nev'r did thou listen to me
    Nev'r did thou heed my warnings
    But locked me away in Priam's tower
    Locked me away, alone
    To bear the weight of what my curse had shown
    And I wept for the fate of thee
    For the windswept city engulfed in flames
    For noble Hector's final disgrace
    I wept and stood alone
    Beneath the weight of Prophecy
    Burdened and forsaken was I
    As you welcomed Helen to our home
    As you welcomed our doom
    Welcomed to her to what was once my home

    Apollo cared not for my tears
    My Goddess turned Her face from me
    I was forced into solitude, which thou left unbroken
    And on my own, I began to fray
    As I waited, waited for the end

    For who can stand an island
    Cast in a storm-whipped sea?
    How can a bud flower by waining moon
    That others perceive as sun?

    Years it took, but years have past
    And now it has come at last
    The day of mourning I foresaw
    The death-throws of Troy
    And they drag me from Athena's arms
    Dishonor me in Her shrine
    Drag me into the streets
    Which run red rivers under a wicked sun

    What now, oh thee blind ones
    Now do thou wish to see
    Now will thou listen to me?
    No, even now you love me not
    And turn thy face from truth
    Yet it matters not to me now

    Thou weep now, for the end I mourned
    But my eyes are dry, my tears spent
    For did not I survive these years alone
    As I would be in Grecian lands?
    Necessity hath strengthened me