I am the Fear in Hearts of Men
I am the Cold in their Veins
I am the Weapon at Hand
I am the Torture and Pain

I am the Blow from the Father
The Deafened Ear when you cry
I nurse Cold Hearts in the Children
I breed Hatred into Life

My name is Curse
All my Children are Damned
And My Kingdom Is A Sacred Place
It's the Miseries of Man

I Trade only in Luxery
And deal the Bitter Hand
I make sure You always Loose
The most Precious Thing you have

So if You guessed my Name
It's a Curse of the God
I always thought He was Tame
And on Leash like the Dog

My name is Curse
All my Children are Damned
I make sure You always Loose
The most Precious Thing you have

I am Collector of Souls
He is the Sheperd of Weak
I perish Young and the Old
When I play it's for Keeps

And so my Name is Satan
I think I've Earned it Well
I am Evil Incarnation
And my Kingdom is Hell