Mark Of The Cursed letra

Sawing the seeds of pestilence.
Harvest will storm forth.
Calling to us the wicked.
Bringing the curse upon us.

I am the bearer of the curse.
I am disease's watchman.
Councilors of the foul illness.
Spreaders of the black death.

Plague - spread my words.
Disease - carry our seed.
Sin - bring those of our's forth.
Curse - by my guidance.

Forever cursed!

Curse...
We are the cursed kind.
We are the pestilent breed.
Curse be your name!

Bloodshed (Suécia) - Letras

• City of Dis
• Dark trace
• Death By Hanging
• Doomsday device
• Kiss of cruelty
• Mark Of The Cursed
• Paradoxal Experience
• Psychosomatic Revelation