The Ill-starred Son Lyrics - Insomnium

Her dirge still echoes in these woods 

Mourning lingers in the vales 

As the wind cries on the shore 

Her wailing can be heared 

Mirthless is this wandering through 

Hollow days 

Like a pale ghost I waste away in 

This foul world 

What sin do I atone for in this 

Dreadful way 

Why the gods snee rat me as I 

Keep writhing in pain 

Where has my dearest gone to 

Where sings now my maiden fair 

Beneath the darksome waters 

Underneath the moonlit waves 

Where is our ill-starred son 

Where lies our poor stillborn child 

Below the silent mound 

In the arms of scared earth 

She become weary of the world 

Tired of this marred life 

Burdened with sorrow far too deep 

A pain impossible to bear 

There is no light at the end of this 

Blackened path 

Calm again are the sullen waters 

Before me 

If gods shall hearken to me 

Fate with be bening 

I leave these woes behind 

Depart from these cares 

For we shall be reunited on the 

Other side 

I desscend to my love and caress her 

forevermore