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Curse Lyrics: S. Manteuffel
My fears may be many But my hatreds are far more
I send my blessings In curses of destruction Until the damage is done Until vast damage is done
Sometimes, I feel a black melancholy The melancholy of misanthropy
I am curse I am curse to you all …
Your fears shall be many But my hatreds are far more Your tears shall be many But my hatreds are still more
I send my hatred In spells of destruction Until the damage is done Until vast damage is done
Sometimes, I feel a black melancholy The melancholy of misanthropy
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