Be cursed, cruel world
Suffer in thy despair
Thine deeds have become
Far too evil to repair.
I damn ye to the depths
Of Hell's fiery lake
Where thy evil mind can know
The pain of true heartbreak.
The only fate I'll regret
In not saving thee
Is seeing the grieving tears
Of the Man on the Tree.
Proinde est ultimatum.
Suffer in thy despair
Thine deeds have become
Far too evil to repair.
I damn ye to the depths
Of Hell's fiery lake
Where thy evil mind can know
The pain of true heartbreak.
The only fate I'll regret
In not saving thee
Is seeing the grieving tears
Of the Man on the Tree.
Proinde est ultimatum.
