Dark Hand Of Contagion

It wasn't 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

You'd 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 it's not too late

You still got time

And I hold that time like a handful of the sea

So you won't get rid of me so easily



It wasn't 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