{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 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 o make a flower
But I prefer just the way are
A smartly dressed criminal, a singing monkey star