Curse Of Weapons Lyrics
Up from the sea of manCrawled life cro Magnon manTo hunt, fuck, kill and dieWeapons of life he must relyOne man sick and evilGrabbed that stick, rock or boneUsed it to kill for his ownThe first to use a weaponBlessed with the curse of weaponsOne man sick and evilTought to kill, kill with weaponsMillions of years have come and comeNow you wonder what went wrongMan is animal he kills for lifeThe curse of weapons shall remain
Blessed Death Curse Of Weapons