Текст песни Second Death - Spite

Fear me!
The bane of Adonai
The fools of the Sanhedrin leave the tomb as women cry
They laid the Christ in cerecloth upon the funeral stone
A shameful death in vain he died, their sins are not atoned
TEARS OF LAMENTATION
Damn the Lord, damn your light
Whispers
As the Passover is held
Of martyrs resurrected in the lands where they were felled
Fulfillment of the prophesy - the temple veil is split
We wait as three moons rise and fall beneath the fiery pit
Fierce as the lash of the whip
Lightning crashes down upon the crypt
The heavens lay gaped in the night - a light...
Sharp as the thorns of His crown
Thunder splits a chasm in the ground
Demons pour up from the depths of Hell
"Hear ye!
The Christ hath been reborn
Three moons hath past since from this world he was torn
The tomb in which we did lament is vacant of our Lord
Ascended now is He from those who He they so abhorred"
TEARS OF LAMENTATION
Damn the Lord, damn your light
CRUSH OF THE ASCENSION
Kill the Lord, kill with spite
Fear me!
The bane of El Shaddai
The flock of Christ′s disciples seek an answer from the sky
We seek the reborn Nazarene, with spear and scourge we hunt
The Virgin Whore will rue the day she birthed him from her cunt
Vicious as the nail through the flesh
Brutal desecration of the wretch
The Lamb of God is raped in the night
I brandish the Stygian Scythe
Cursing and castration of the Christ
The Heavens shall crumble and crack - attack!
Hear ye!
The Christ doth live no more
The saviour of Jerusalem is gone forever more
Another crucifixion, another final breath
Another chance to weep for Yeshuah as he dies a Second Death