Late one night I was fixin' to fight. A dirty hustler tryin' to cop my $$$. When from behind a whiskey bottle. Cracked me then I hit the floor. Barely alive I could feel him drive. A black needle in to draw my blood. With an evil grin he sang a mojo hymn. And left me face down in the mud. Dark angel gonna get me. Lord set me free. I've been cursed by a voodoo hand. Black magic all around. Oh mama pray for my soul. I'm dying on this killing ground. Cursed by a voodoo hand. Death's needle pushing down. Oh mama pray for my soul. I'm dying on this killing ground. Well I headed south by word of mouth. To a shack down Louisiana way. I meet another man with voodoo hands. And this is what he had to say. I feel it in my bones. That your restless soul's. Tormented by an evil curse. But if this mojo man. Got your blood in his hands. No way the spell can be reversed. Dark angel ain't gonna let me be. I've been cursed by a voodoo hand. Black magic all around. Oh mama pray for my soul. I'm dying on this killing ground. Cursed by a voodoo hand. Death's needle pushing pushing. Oh mama pray for my soul. I'm dying on this killing ground. Oh Lord I'm dying. Cursed by a voodoo hand. Black magic all around. Oh mama pray for my soul. I'm dying on this killing ground. Cursed by a voodoo hand. Death's needle pushing down. Oh mama pray for my soul. I'm dying on this killing ground. . (postado por Figure17)