The Ill-starred Son Lyrics
Mourning lingers in the valesAs the wind cries on the shoreHer wailing can be hearedMirthless is this wandering throughHollow daysLike a pale ghost I waste away inThis foul worldWhat sin do I atone for in thisDreadful wayWhy the gods snee rat me as IKeep writhing in painWhere has my dearest gone toWhere sings now my maiden fairBeneath the darksome watersUnderneath the moonlit wavesWhere is our ill-starred sonWhere lies our poor stillborn childBelow the silent moundIn the arms of scared earthShe become weary of the worldTired of this marred lifeBurdened with sorrow far too deepA pain impossible to bearThere is no light at the end of thisBlackened pathCalm again are the sullen watersBefore meIf gods shall hearken to meFate with be beningI leave these woes behindDepart from these caresFor we shall be reunited on theOther sideI desscend to my love and caress herforevermore
Insomnium The Ill-starred Son
