Crucifiction - The Scourging Wreath | Текст песни

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I wield the fury of the desert winds
Against the cross
I am the Ancient One
Before the Sun was young
I spew Humwawa's curse
Pazuzu's swarms and plagues
I'll bring you the sword
And you'll fall before me

Push the nails
Piercing and crushing flesh and bone
Our kingdom come
Baptised in scorn
Black wings of death
Tiamat rise, morbid serpent!
Twisted tongues
The venom on the crown of Jesus
Jesus failed...

Jesus will die
Weeping tears of blood
Weeping, hung
Sacrifice unto the black earth
Victory of lord Kur
A scourging wreath
A crown for your king
A god for your church

By the powers in the sky
Prince of disease, speared Thy wings
Unleash Thy cold breath
The world's demise
Beneath the sands
Divine designs, mortal remnants
Death of god
Failure of man