Acheron - Cursed Nazarene Lyrics
Oh lasting foulness of betlehem,Hear the words of which we speak.Denying all your holy standards,In our veins flows blasphemy.Drive the nails deeper into thy hands.Press the thorns upon thy brow.Bring blood from the wounds of thy side.Cursed nazarene! Do nothing king!Oh infernal majesty, condemn him to the pit evermore,to suffer in perpetual anguish. Bring thy wrath uponhim oh price of darkness and rend him full asunderthat he may know the extent of thy anger. Call forththy legions that they may witness what we do in thyname. Send forth thy messengers to proclaim this deepand send the christian minions staggering to theirdoom. Smite him anew, oh lord of light, that hisangels may tremble in fear. Send crashing down thewalls of heaven so that the murders of ourancestors may be avenged.Vanish away thou fool of foolsAbhorred pretender of majesty.Into the void you shall perish,For thou wert, nor shall ever, be
