Bloodbath

The advent of christ shall matter not to us
abortus bastard, our nemesis be gone
Yearning to entice the cowardice in our enemy
so hasten the plague when all the rate shall come
Kings from the east
wise but three
Plotting for the prophecy of the unborn saviour
of bottomless descent
To reap what was sown as the virginborn
at the behest of their death
Enraged in hate
wreaking havoc
In the name of sheol
defeating whatever may stand in our way
Our diabolical anthem so foul to their ears
gospel of dissonance
Pernicious cacophony
bewildered apostles beseeching for repent