The War Of 1812 - Algea lyrics

Spirit of misery and sadness God of mourning and lamentation We are the spirits We are the spirits of pain and suffering Body, mind, grief, sorrow, and distress All who are weary in body and burdened with disease Whose hearts are faint within you Within you, b**h Lift your heads Milder skies come when I'm gone You may now take deep Life-sustaining breathes of air I am the bringer of sadness and tears Personification of sorrow and grief All shall feel the wrath I've felt You lay too late, hide your filthy wretched face