Lyrics Curse of the Father, Sins of the Son - Switchblade

Curse of the Father, Sins of the Son

In a time where the soul is tormented
In an age where justice is gone
There is a rage spreading like fever
And the pain is second to none
I know I just can’t ignore it,
Not with all, the blood on my hands
Sinking down, dreaming damnation
The truth never dies, reality strikes
Curse Of The Father, Sins Of The Son
There is no other,
Thy Shall be done
Curse Of The Father
Forever in death
Sins Of The Son
Its your last breath
In a time where the old ones are wicked
In an age, where souls split in half
There is a seed, stretching like venom
And the evil is out of this earth
I feel I can’t seem to win it
Not with all, the nails in my eyes
Bowing down, to father the sinner
My curse is the sins of my son
Curse Of The Father, Sins Of The Son
There is no other,
Thy Shall be done
Curse Of The Father
Forever in death
Sins Of The Son
Its your last breath
Sinister father why did you come?
Placing this crown, on the head of the son
Damn you father, I shall avenge
Master, not slave
I shall prevail
Curse Of The Father, Sins Of The Son
There is no other,
Thy Shall be done
Curse Of The Father
Forever in death
Sins Of The Son
Its your last breath
I shall not,
I shall not,
I shall not,
Forget