A Grievous Curse Lyrics

Knowledge has come into perpetual terror.
Knowing the senses can bring utter pain.

Feeling the rage building inside.
No connection with the unwinking eye :

Knowledge has come into perpetual terror.
Knowing the senses can bring utter pain.

A bountiful meal of vile emotions,
Twist and mangle the shambeing shades.

Feel the Blasphemy,
Of a mortal tomb.
Walk among the disgust,
Of a weak footstep.

Unsure of having the fear,
Of Death's last breath.
May the laws of destiny,
Carry the grievous curse.