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