Curse of the Damned - text

This place is such a dreary place
And the waters wear a sickly hue
Spirits whisper one unto the other
And a black pit affords the only view
Grey clouds rush forever west
And tall trees drop eternal dew
There’s neither quiet nor silence there
It’s a graveyard of dreams that never come true

Now you have entered
A God forsaken land
Be prepared for misery
As you assume the curse of the damned

Restless souls stalk the night
And regret make the pitch black
Life was a grand march to nowhere
Now you know there’s no turning back
Desolation comes on like a storm
Your fear of failure is realized
There’s neither quiet nor silence there
Just broken promise and meaningless lies


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