"At The Behest Of Their Death" lyrics - BLOODBATH

BLOODBATH
"At The Behest Of Their Death"

Advent of Christ shall matter not to us
Abortus bastards, our nemesis be gone
Yearning to entice the cowardice of our enemy
So haste the plague when all the rats shall come

[Chorus:]
Kings from the east, wise but three
Plotting for the prophecy of the unborn saviour
Of bottomless descent lies in wait
To reap what was sown as the virginborn
At the behest of their death (Death, death, death)

Enraged in hate
Wreaking havoc
In the name of Sheol
Defeating whatever may stand in our way

Diabolical anthem so foul to their ears
Gospel of dissonance, pernicious cacophony
Bewildered apostles beseeching for repent
Desert fathers agonized in throes of leprosy

[Bridge:]
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

[Chorus:]
Kings from the east, wise but three
Plotting for the prophecy of the unborn saviour
Of bottomless descent lies in wait
To reap what was sown as the virginborn
At the behest of their death (Death, death, death)

Curse the son
Condemn the epitome
Hierarchy of scum
Evangelists dragged through the pits of ordeal
Salvation repelled
Unbless the purity
Infuriate the mad
The influx of calvary spewed upon souls

[Outro:]
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