Malediction

Current 93

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

Now cursed be thy name 
All cursed and forgotten 
All cursed beyond memory 
Place or recall 
And cursed be thy soul 
Out of nothing begotten 
Nothing to no thing 
And nothing to all 

Now cursed art thee 
Who have ruined our fair land 
And cursed art thee 
That sealed up our wells 
And cursed art thee 
That abandon the God's hands 
And have built a strange place 
For the children to dwell