Amnestia The Myth of the Bloodline

The labor lasted through the storm
I held the hand that turned so cold
A life was given, a life was torn
The cruelest story ever told
I looked at you and saw her ghost
The tiny hands that stole my light
The one I truly loved the most
Now lost within the dead of night

You are the curse I carry
You are the price I paid
My heart is black and buried
In the debt that you have made
I disown the blood between us
I disown the name you bear
You are the curse I carry
My heavy cross to wear

I left you crying by the gate
A king of ruins and of dust
I traded love for bitter hate
And turned my grief into a lust
I heard a tale of ancient grace
A myth to bring the spirit back
To see again that lovely face
And bridge the wide and final crack

You are the curse I carry
You are the price I paid
My heart is black and buried
In the debt that you have made
I disown the blood between us
I disown the name you bear
You are the curse I carry
My heavy cross to wear

I climbed the peaks of frozen bone
I sailed the seas of liquid glass
I spent a century alone
Watching every season pass
But the ritual was just a lie
A hollow promise for the weak
I laid me down to finally die
Finding nothing that I seek

You are the curse I carry
You are the price I paid
My heart is black and buried
In the debt that you have made
I disown the blood between us
I disown the name you bear
You are the curse I carry
My heavy cross to wear