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 o O your false redeemer The mourning son has now control, so what if it's evil?