No son of mine will ever do

The work of villains, the will of fools

If you believe it, it must be true

No son of mine, no son of mine.

No son of mine will ever need

To beg forgiveness, no wicked deed

Head full of evil, heart full of greed

No son of mine, no son of mine.

Here we are, living dead

Hand to god with one foot in the grave

Age of lost innocence

Don't forget what your good book says.

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine.

No son of mine will ever be

Under the power vested in thee

March into slaughter down on his knees

No son of mine, no son of mine.

Here we are, living dead

Hand to god with one foot in the grave

Age of lost innocence

Don't forget what your good book says.

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine.

No son of mine will ever say

Words of illusion, oh, this I pray

Heretofore taking my name in vain

No son of mine, no son of mine.

Here we are, living dead

Hand to god with one foot in the grave

Age of lost innocence

Don't forget what your good book says.

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine

No son of mine.