The Curse Songtext
von Becoming the Archetype

Welcome to the world of dead men
Dead men
Welcome to the world of dead men
Dead men

A thousand years had passed
After the water turned black
The curse spread quickly through the masses
Internal attack
The angel of death kept us alive
We crumbled in his hands
Beneath his watchful eye

There was no way to escape
Prognosis terminal
Inevitable ruin our fate
′Til the arrival

He descended like fire from the heavens
Like a bolt of lightning from the sky
We crossed an ocean of death to reclaim him
Bringer of hope, giver of life


Welcome to the world of dead men
Dead men
Welcome to the world of dead men
Dead men

The water of life, he carried with him
We dashed it to the ground
Careless and desperate (oh!)

A parade of corpses
Moving closer to extinction
Inexorable extirpation
Is there any other way?

He descended like fire from the heavens
Like a bolt of lightning from the sky
We crossed an ocean of death to reclaim him
Bringer of hope, giver of life

Bring us back there to the source
Bring us back there to the source
Bring us back there to the source
Bring us back there to the source

Welcome to the world of dead men
Dead men
Welcome to the world of dead men
Dead men