A Curse Of The Grandest Kind
The Vision Bleak Lyrics

When the moon is on the wave,
At times when the moon rises over the waves of the sea,

And the glow-worm in the grass,
When the tiny creature known as a glow-worm shines in the grass,

And the meteor on the grave,
When a shooting star passes over a grave,

And the wisp on the morass
When the marshy areas are illuminated by the flickering will-o'-the-wisps,

When the falling stars are shooting,
During the time when meteors streak through the sky,

And the answer'd owls are hooting,
When owls respond to one another with hoots,

And the silent leaves are still
When even the leaves on the trees remain silent,

In the shadow of the hill,
Beneath the shadow of a hill or slope,

Shall my soul be upon thine,
My soul shall be one with yours,

With a power and with a sign.
Binding us together through powerful symbolism.

Though thy slumber may be deep,
Even if you are in a deep sleep,

Yet thy spirit shall not sleep
Your spirit, however, will still be active,

There are shades which will not vanish,
Certain shadows or feelings won't go away,

There are thoughts thou canst not banish,
You can't shake certain thoughts from your mind,

By a power to thee unknown,
Because of an unknown force,

Thou canst never be alone
You'll never truly be alone,

Thou art wrapt as with a shroud,
It's as if you're wrapped in a burial shroud,

Thou art gather'd in a cloud
You're surrounded by a foggy, ambiguous environment,

And for ever shalt thou dwell
This state of being will last forever,

In the spirit of this spell
Because of the influence of this curse.

Though thou seest me not pass by,
You might not be able to see me walk by,

Thou shalt feel me with thine eye
But you'll definitely be able to sense my presence,

As a thing that, though unseen,
Like something that you can't see,

Must be near thee, and hath been
But you're sure has been close to you before,

And when in that secret dread
When you're feeling anxiety,

Thou hast turn'd around thy head,
And turn your head quickly,

Thou shalt marvel I am not
You'll be shocked that I'm not,

As thy shadow on the spot,
There like a shadow would've remained,

And the power which thou dost feel
The power that you experience,

Shall be what thou must conceal
Is something you'll need to conceal from others.

And a magic voice and verse
There's a magical incantation,

Hath baptized thee with a curse
That has placed a powerful curse upon you,

And a spirit of the air
An ethereal spirit,

Hath begirt thee with a snare
That has ensnared you,

In the wind there is a voice
A voice is carried on the wind,

Shall forbid thee to rejoice
Preventing you from experiencing any joy,

And to thee shall night deny
The night will deprive you,

All the quiet of her sky
Of the peace one should find in the night sky,

And the day shall have a sun,
The daylight hours will have a sun,

Which shall make thee wish it done
That will make you wish it was all over.

From thy false tears I did distill
From the fake tears you shed,

An essence which hath strength to kill
A deadly elixir was created,

From thy own heart I then did wring
I extracted the darkest of emotions from your own heart,

The black blood in it's blackest spring
The darkest blood in its blackest discharge,

From thy own smile I snatch'd the snake,
From your very smile, I took the serpent that lay within,

For there it coil'd as in a brake
It coiled around like a snake in a thicket,

From thy own lip I drew the charm
I removed the charm from your very lips,

Which gave all these their chiefest harm
That had caused all of these things' most severe harm,

In proving every poison known,
After testing every type of poison,

I found the strongest was thine own
I found the deadliest poison of all comes from you.

By thy cold breast and serpent smile,
Your cold heart and deceiving smirk,

By thy unfathom'd gulfs of guile,
Your immeasurable depths of trickery,

By that most seeming virtuous eye,
The eye that appears most noble,

By thy shut soul's hypocrisy
Your two-faced nature of your concealed soul,

By the perfection of thine art
By how flawlessly you carry out your craft,

Which pass'd for human thine own heart
That seemed to be a part of your own humanity,

By thy delight in others' pain,
Your enjoyment of seeing others suffer,

And by thy brotherhood of Cain,
Also by the fact that you share the characteristics of the biblical figure Cain,

I call upon thee! and compel
I summon and force you,

Thyself to be thy proper hell!
To be your own punishment and torment!.

And on thy head I pour the vial
And I pour out the vial over your head,

Which doth devote thee to this trial
Which sets you down the path of this challenge,

Nor to slumber, nor to die,
You won't be able to sleep or die,

Shall be in thy destiny
That won't be a part of your fate,

Though thy death shall still seem near
Even though death will always seem near,

To thy wish, but as a fear
Not a wish, but a fear,

Lo! the spell now works around thee,
Behold, the curse begins to take effect around you,

And the clankless chain hath bound thee
And without any warning, you have been chained,

O'er thy heart and brain together
To bind both your heart and mind together,

Hath the word been pass'd - now wither!
The command has been given - now, suffer the consequences!