Stephen Ray Brown - Curse of the Golem

A lonely man is formed of dirt
And certain magic spells
He cannot harm the innocent
Only those meet for the seven hells

On his face is written "truth"
Which can quickly turn to "death"
And if you stare long in his eyes
Be sure to cherish your last breath
If nothing else

You'll return to the dust from which you're made
All these mysteries will remain unexplained
But at least at last you'll rest in peace

Oh, my dear, the Rabbi said
Those are myths and tales of yore
Meant to scare small children
And to comfort the forlorn

The true monsters of this world
Are as real as you and I
The one next door or who shares your bed
Might smile and watch you die
Baruch atah Adonai

You'll return to the dust from which you're made
All these mysteries will remain unexplained
But at least at last you'll rest in peace

There is no curse, there's only us
There is no curse, there's only us
There is no curse, there's only us
Got to keep moving on
There is no curse, there's only us
Away from the sorrow
There is no curse, there's only us
Remember the love we had
There is no curse, there's only us
And pray for tomorrow

Written by:
Stephen Brown

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