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