Casted back to the shadows Cursing the sun Said to be ruling I'm ruled by none The reflection in mirrors Reveals the nature of man Repelled by your scissors Wielded by hand Burning rivers of blood You're the keeper of lies I am cursing the one I am cursing the son Iron nails in your coffin No one will rise from their graves Eyes causing illness Revenge is sought to be saved Burning rivers of blood You're the believer of lies I am cursing the one I am cursing the son