Invocation

Now cursed be thee that have ruined our fair land
And cursed be thee that seal up all wells
And cursed be thee that abandon the God's hands
And have build a strange place for our people to dwell
Now cursed be thy breath
And cursed be thy breathing
And cursed be thine eyes
And cursed be thy sight
And cursed be thy hands
That have blackened the harvest
And closed the old ways to the joy and the light

Now cursed be thy breath
And cursed be thy breathing
And cursed be thine eyes
And cursed be thy sight
And cursed be thy soul
Out of nothing begotten
Nothing to no thing
And nothing to all

Now cursed art thee
That have ruined our fair land
And cursed art thee that seal up all wells
And cursed art thee that abandon the God's hands
And have build a strange place for the children to dwell