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Written by the Scottish musician and esoteric author R.J. Stewart and recorded with permission.
R J Stewart has known me since I was about five, so I was introduced to his music at an early age and have developed more and more respect for it as I've got older. This song is chillingly powerful, precise and perfect in its construction, cool and uncomplicated in its expression. I laid down the basic instrumentation with the sitar, cello and drums and then Dick added 20 tracks of bass, percussion and atmospherics.
I don't know what was in R.J.'s head when he wrote it, but the song somehow chimed with me. My home town is full of sealed-up wells – a historic spa resort with no spas left. The curse isn't aimed at individuals but at the whole culture of profit-before-people and environmental pillaging which seems to have infected our national consciousness.
lyrics
Cursed be they that have ruined a fair land,
And cursed be they that have sealed up the wells,
And cursed be they that abandoned the Gods hands,
And build a strange place for their people to dwell.
Cursed be your breath and cursed be your breathing,
Cursed be your eyes and cursed be your sight,
Cursed be your hands that have blackened the harvest,
And closed the old ways to the joy and the light.
Cursed be your name all cursed and forgotten,
Cursed beyond memory, place, or recall,
And dust be your souls out of Nothing begotten,
Nothing to no-thing, and Nothing to All.
Now cursed are they that have ruined our fair land,
And cursed are they that have sealed up our wells,
And cursed are they that abandoned our Gods hands,
And built a strange place for the children to dwell.
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