It wasnt the wrath of God Or the dark hand of contagion Not some cruel comedy Or a botched up engraving I met you at Acadia I tried wine and persuasion It was just another dinner bought By the dark hand of contagion You drew it like a map in sand Led us down the road to ruin You said you tried to understand Youd no idea what I was doing Your wedding day was so well planned Like a German occupation I signed the note on your nightstand The Dark Hand of Contagion It said its not too late You still got time And I hold that time like a handful of the sea So you wont get rid of me so easily It wasnt the wrath of God I guess he was busy elsewhere I took you round the family plot Thought you might at least pretend to care I would have given anything Made any arrangement Just to see you wear my ring On the dark hand of contagion I would have given anything Made any arrangement Just to see you wear my ring On the dark hand of contagion
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