At The Behest Of Their Death - Bloodbath

The advent of Christ shall matter not to us

Abortus bastard, our nemesis be gone

Yearning to entice the cowardice in our enemy

So hasten the plague when all the rats shall come

Kings from the east

Wise but three

Plotting for the prophecy of the unborn savior

Of bottomless descent

To reap what was sown as the virginborn

At the behest of their death

Enraged in hate

Wreaking havoc

In the name of Sheol

Defeating whatever may stand in our way

Our diabolical anthem so foul to their ears

Gospel of dissonance

Pernicious cacophony

Bewildered apostles beseeching for repent

Desert fathers agonized in throes of leprosy

Chanting the name of the accuser

Unrevealed is the face of a dog

Nocturnal is the lapse of the earth

Empire of the cross defeated before birth

Curse the son

Condemn the epitome

Hierarchy of scum

Evangelists dragged through the pits ordeal

Salvation repelled

Unbless the purity

Infuriate the mad

The influx of calvary spewed upon souls

Deities raped by the wind of perdition

Mutiny to dynasty

So splendidly elite

An ode to atrocities echoes to the sun

Transcend absolution

A grandeur complete