Aeacus - Cursed Lyrics

Father
From heavens you fell with a taste for revenge
Your driven by blood of innocent men
A fathers betrayal hurts more then you think
The purest of souls are still able to sink

Behind your mask of hate you keep the truth
So what is it that is frightening you
Words wrestle with her thoughts she's cursed
Block her path and you will get hurt
Sing another song might work it just might work

A raging father has cursed her kind soul
His first born daughter has left her home
The darkest of days the darkest of days has yet to come

Behind your mask of hate you keep the truth
So what is it that is frightening you
Words wrestle with her thoughts she's cursed
Block her path and you will get hurt
Sing another song might work it just might work

Burn it down burn his precious temple to the ground
Here comes the reptiles here comes the flies
The plagues of evil can't hold her down

Words wrestle with her thoughts she's cursed
Block her path and you will get hurt
Sing another song might work it just might work
It just might work
It just might work