We have despoiled the Earth and our women are dishonoured
With our weapons we have melted every gateway to salvation
We thought ourselves safe in our armour and our masks
And so we saved ourselves, it's true, for our damnation
We're damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man

We refused to hear the outrage of reason's daughters
The anger of unwarlike sons which crossed our waters
The pleadings of the innocents, the moral arguments
To moderation, generosity, kindness and consent
We're damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man
We raised a genocidal flag, imperial and boastful flag
Raised a standard of contempt, and mounted on a boney nag,
Became the herald of apocalypse, the enemies of women;
The vicious harvesters of souls; Death's chuckling children
We're damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man
damned by the Curse of Man