The curse upon my house, blackened marks against my name Retribution for another's sins Primal ruin in my blood, an older order brims Filled with ancient whispers humming from within Cast aside by those who swore to Protect me from all this I've been a prisoner for so long In my heart a mournful song We are the blighted ghosts of old Malignant hate in our souls Forever reaching forth to Grasp the blade, unclean, unhallowed Destiny inescapable Can there be life where we failed? Willing our lifeblood to rise Breaking free of snaring shackles Waited for so long, now a grim light guides the way Faith returns and clads my heart in stone Repaying death with death, on and on the cycle turns Do I see a fate where I too must atone? My sword never far from my grasp Submission is no choice I see a beacon I thought dead Bright and bleak the path I tread We are the blighted ghosts of old Malignant hate in our souls Forever reaching forth to Grasp the blade, unclean, unhallowed Destiny inescapable Can there be life where we failed? Willing our lifeblood to rise Breaking free of snaring shackles I will grasp the blade And tear you asunder An eye for an eye once more I will not fear you Dread children of the darkness Libations of blood will pour An age-old lineage of pain The chains that I can't break In this torment my will is done Ever hidden from the sun We are the blighted ghosts of old Malignant hate in our souls Forever reaching forth to Grasp the blade, unclean, unhallowed Destiny inescapable Can there be life where we failed? Willing our lifeblood to rise Breaking free of snaring shackles