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!