A Curse Upon the King
From far away the enemy came
Distant lands of nothing but sand
Lies they brought, treacherous and vile
Their one god plague upon our land

You embraced their repulsive lies
And forced them upon your kin
Your ancestors, your gods you betrayed
For grotesque lies of guilt and sin

You embrace the power of the new faith
But you are blind to where you lead
Our ways and our gods will be gone
Until once again their call we shall heed

A curse I place upon you king
A divine curse upon your white soul
One day we will spit on your memory
With our gods we shall again be whole

You turned your back on all that is holy
You have forsaken your kinfolk and blood
You forbid us worship of our true deities
You force us to bow to your alien god
You torture those loyal to their gods
Best hatchet-man of the Christ you may be
You burn our temples, destroy our shrines
Who you really are one day all will see

In your zealous fever you do not see
Our beliefs are stronger than your lies
Faith cannot be dictated by even a king
You may be strong but you are not wise

A curse I place upon you king
A divine curse upon your white soul
One day we will spit on your memory
With our gods we shall again be whole

Your ship is fast and your sword is stout
But power does not make a wrong cause right
A millennium of tears you bring upon us
Yet one day shall we crush the one god’s might

I cannot grasp why you serve an alien god
But even more difficult to comprehend
Is why you persecute those loyal to their own
Facing your wrath true to our gods we stand

Now I lay dying, helpless at your feet
By your merciless torment my body frayed
In the name of the gods I curse you king
In the name of all you viciously betrayed
A curse I place upon you king
A divine curse upon your white soul
One day we will spit on your memory
With our gods we shall again be whole