Nights chasing ghosts, asleep in the pews
Vacant and still, arm in a noose
Pillar of salt, we can never look back
The lies we have lead, we are cursed in our past

We're cursed in our past, and we're cursed in our death

A penance paid for in blood, the guilt staining my hands
Lover stolen from me, thieving father be damned
No mercy on me, my self and sins I detest
Devil lying in wait, collecting his debts
No hope, no hope

Communion of saints, a bread of body and wine
Quiet and still, drinking me dry
Got left here long ago, heavy lies and thorned crown
In pride and in spite, no faith to be found

We're cursed in our past
And we're cursed in our death

A penance paid for in blood, the guilt staining my hands
Lover stolen from me, thieving father be damned
No mercy on me, myself and sins I detest
Devil lying in wait, collecting his debts
Collecting his debts
(Collecting his debts)
No mercy on me, myself and sins I detest
Devil lying in wait, collect his debts
Collect his debts

No hope