Six curses from a spiritual wasteland 
What is it, that makes the nightmare so real 
What is it, that makes the world so fucked 
I wasn’t born to play their games 
I don’t have the time to waste 
I know what 
I had to do, out beneath the moon 
Had to be a wolf again 
Had to be a wolf again 
Some say that 
I’m a cunt, the godless deceiver 
They’ll never change my ways, 
I’m born and bred a heathen 
Some say that 
I’m a liar, but 
I never lied to myself 
Some say that 
I can’t see, well 
I know that 
I’m blind 
Drunk on the blood of angels 
All right 
Six curses from a spiritual wasteland 
Six curses from a spiritual wasteland 
Six curses cast on the heart of the world 
Evil lurks in every shadow 
And every sound of death is the sound of the world’s end 
What is it that makes the nightmare so real 
What is it that makes the world so fucked 
What is it that makes the fucking world so fucked 
What is it! 
What is it!