Cursed, from the day of birth To a life filled with pain Everywhere I turn, everywhere I look Hate stares at me I don't know what I have done But maybe I don't give a damn So come on now throw hate at me Come and test your luck I am a Warth Child But maybe I don't give a flying fuck Brothers, they've stricken me Scars decorate my back Cast aside like an underdog What is it that I lack I don't know what I have done But maybe I don't give a damn You always took more than you gave So hate me to my grave