Son of the mourning - Dissection

Evil son…

Spread your wings of deepest black

Spit on «god»…

May his lies be forgotten

The son of the mourning

A gift to our earth

Christ stands tall no more

So bestow your force upon us

Gaze into the wall of these restless souls

Eternally, lost in fear of your

Godforsaken son

You have tasted suffering

That dove of life has died

Paralyzed and terrorized

By the fear you feel inside

Caught within the floods of blood

Evil, departed sea

Immortal but now it’s like to forever bleed!

We saw the truth

And it’s the draining of the blood

Of your false redeemer

The mourning son has now control

So what if it’s evil