The Curse
Brent Duckett, Jason Wisdom, Nate Washburn, Seth Hecox
Welcome to the world of dead men
A thousand years had passed
After the water turned black
The curse spread quickly through the masses
Internal attack
The angel of death kept us alive
We crumbled in his hands
Beneath his watchful eye
There was no way to escape
Prognosis terminal
Inevitable ruin our fate
Til the arrival
He descended like fire from the heavens
Like a bolt of lightning from the sky
We crossed an ocean of death to reclaim him
Bringer of hope
Giver of life
The water of life he carried with him
We dashed it to the ground
Careless and desperate
A parade of corpses
Moving closer to extinction
Inexorable extirpation
Is there another way
Bring us back there
To the source
