The curse has begun Yesterday's gone Now there is so much to lose Illusion and fear Confusion and tears It's more than any cross could bear The curse of love The curse of love Emperors will cry Empires will fall And soldiers they'll hang their heads Time strikes its chord, the last sword is drawn Bullets straight to the heart The curse of love The curse of love Widows they weep In their restless sheets No one will hold them tonight And way down below Dark figures flow In shadows against the wall The curse of love The curse of love