A curse on your line,
May your blood all be spilt;
May you feel ten times o’er
All that I have felt.

A curse on your line,
May you only know pain;
May you lose more in life
Than you ever gain.

A curse on your line,
They say health is your wealth;
May you fall deathly poor
And die by yourself.

May you live a short life,
And die a long death!
If it weren’t for the law,
I’d **** you myself.

So I summon her now;
The Goddess of Death!
If it weren’t for the law,
I’d **** you myself.