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