{Munin, memory of Odin: Destiny's observer in the Midgard of men The Providence Crow knows who you are He cries from Mont Blanc to Midgard of Men}
You saw me on the chimney of the sinking ship You heard my hoarse cries by the bed of the sick You can tell where I am by the sound of the whip Every place I visit the fog of misery lies thick
I am the Destiny's Bird, the Providence Crow from my Mont Blanc High to your Humanity Low I observe your crimes and all that goes wrong In Harmonia Universali, this is your song
Once you lived in the caves and under the trees Hidden in a house, now you cannot freeze Remember I know you as the animal you are Cutlery and clothes only make a monkey star
I can give you Wisdom, Beauty and Power Turn you into a robot or make you a flower But I prefer you just the way are A smartly dressed criminal, a singing monkey star