Now cursed be thee who would ruin our fair land And cursed be thee that would seal up the wells And cursed be thee that abandon the God's hands And build a strange place for our people to dwell Now cursed be thy breath And cursed be thy breathing And cursed be thy eyes And cursed be thy sight And cursed be thy hands That have slackened the harvest And closed the old ways to the joy and the light Now cursed be thy name All cursed and forgotten All cursed beyond memory Place or recall And cursed be thy soul Out of nothing begotten Nothing to no thing And nothing to all Now cursed art thee Who have ruined our fair land And cursed art thee That sealed up our wells And cursed art thee That abandon the God's hands And have built a strange place For the children to dwell
Now cursed be thee who would ruin our fair land And cursed be thee that would seal up the wells And cursed be thee that abandon the God's hands And build a strange place for our people to dwell Now cursed be thy breath And cursed be thy breathing And cursed be thy eyes And cursed be thy sight And cursed be thy hands That have slackened the harvest And closed the old ways to the joy and the light Now cursed be thy name All cursed and forgotten All cursed beyond memory Place or recall And cursed be thy soul Out of nothing begotten Nothing to no thing And nothing to all Now cursed art thee Who have ruined our fair land And cursed art thee That sealed up our wells And cursed art thee That abandon the God's hands And have built a strange place For the children to dwell
