Atrocity - Mass Of Bloated Entrails (Feat. Matthew Plunkett Of Abated Mass Of Flesh)

On this fateful night prophecied,
The one said to be King of the Jews
Will be born in Bethlehem, the town of Judah,
Lying in a manger.

When you find him, report to me
So that I too may go and worship him.

How dare you deceive me,
You magi of the west.
This is my decree:
Death to every child under two.

I will slaughter every newborn to keep for myself the power vested in this unholy throne.
The King of the Jews will never rise to reign if he no longer lives.

Bring me his lifeless newborn body,
The one prophecied to save this world.
I will crush him in his weakest state.
My throne secured by drawing the blood from his veins.

The reward for my genocidal impulse:
I contract gangrenous disease.
I watch as worms burst out from my scrotum,
And see my putrified genitals fall to the floor.

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O mighty Eglon, I beckon to you
That you would open your ears to me
I am a judge from the One most high,
The very bane of your wretched existence

O king of gluttony
You disgusting pig
Oppressive beast of tyrannical decay
I have a message from God for you

Knife lost inside your bowels
As I watch the excrement pour,
My message has been made brutally clear:
This hour shall be your last, your grisly fate sealed

The day has come for your time to cease
To be wiped off the face of this earth
To purge the world of your existence
I will see your blood staining the floor

Call for the aid of your trusted servants
That they may come and offer you their counsel
They shall come only to witness your demise:
A bloodied, feces-soaked mass of bloated entrails... Открыть страницу с текстом