Текст песни Current 93 - Benediction
Current 93 - Benediction слова песни
Now curs?d be theeThat would ruin our fair landAnd curs?d be theeThat would seal up the wellsAnd curs?d be theeThat abandon the god's handsAnd build a strange placeFor our people to dwellNow cursed be thy breathAnd cursed be thy breathingAnd cursed be thy eyesAnd cursed be thy sightAnd cursed be the handsThat have blackened the harvestAnd closed the old waysTo the joy and the lightNow cursed be thy nameAll cursed and forgottenAll cursed beyond memory, place, or recallAnd cursed be thy soulOut of nothing begottenNothing to no thing, and nothing to allNow cursed art theeThat have ruined our fair landAnd cursed art theeThat sealed up our wellsAnd cursed art theeThat abandon the god's handsAnd have built a strange placeFor the children to dwell