Mountains Of God's Depression - Dominia

The beggarly old man was sick and infirm

He was standing alone on the road

Miserable angel was visiting him

Someone was crucified the day before

They were talking for a long time

And in tears they were walking to the sky

And the holy son who brings no crime

Came down carefully in the night

He said then: he will return

But now he must fly into the sky

At last He said, they were listening taciturn

Everybody will be saved by the light

The son came back soon and was glad

He had come but his father was sad

The chosen people offended his child

The Great Creator was silent.

And the angels were crying in scare

In embrace of depressive smell

Mighty father was thinking in care

And devil was loathing in hell

Mountains of God’s Depression rising up from the Earth

Master of Passion is prepared for his birth.

Mountains of God’s Depression rising into Heavens