Curse 88:8 Songtext
von Pick Axe Preacher

Curse of the gods the evil eye hoodoo
Place a spell on someone who has wronged you
You have removed my acquaintances far from me
You have made me an objection of loathing to them
I am shut in and I cannot go out
My curses 888
Omen, death will slay with its wings
You have taken for my closest friends
And made me repulsive to them
I am confined and I cannot escape
My curses 888
Serpent bite open door of sin
Blood on thy hands open door of sin
Serpent bite open door of sin
Blood on thy hands open door of sin


Serpent bite open door of sin
The spirits command the Oracle mind vessel for the dead
Dark art invisible forces unfortunate events
Smitten beaten battered torn
I prick the as a blade suffer now I will not wait
With this knife I seal your fate
Razors so sharp and made of steel
I strike you down the cuts you feel
Smitten beaten battered torn
I hex you now your pain is born
You have caused my companions to shun me
You made me a horror to them
I am shut in so I cannot escape
My curse is 888
My curse is 888