Behemoth - The Thousand Plagues I Witness lyrics
Behemoth [Nergal, Inferno, Orion]; Polska 🇵🇱
[Behemoth - The Thousand Plagues I Witness lyrics]
(One eyed old man I am)
(Yet I possess the knowledge
Of a thousand sages, An unborn child I am)
(Though I have existed for a billion years)
(The invisible army I am)
(Though the won battle still to come)
(The father of ambitious and
Dissapointed I am)
(Brother in sin and abasement)
(In abusing the numerous pieces of sanctity)
One eyed old man I am
Yet I possess the knowledge
Of a thousand sages an unborn child I am
Though I have existed for a billion years
The invisible army I am
Though the won battle still to come
The father of ambitious and dissapointed I am
Brother in sin and abasement
In abusing the numerous pieces of sanctity
I was Judas in your dream
Who worshipped money above all
I was the roman warrior
Who wounded you and drank the divine blood
I was pilate on your trial
Who spat in your pale face
Each thorn was a sinful spell
Each nail the fulfillment of the revenge
For which I have been waiting
For so many years
(Hatred for the thousand holy heads)
(And also that many daggers
Pointed at their visages)
(The fallen angels, mystical daemons)
(Thriumphant in their blasphemy)
Hatred for the thousand holy heads
And also that many daggers
Pointed at their visages
The fallen angels, mystical daemons
Thriumphant in their blasphemy
I am Gordon my name is annihilation
Extremination
I am the thousand plagues and afflictions
(Yet I possess the knowledge
Of a thousand sages, An unborn child I am)
(Though I have existed for a billion years)
(The invisible army I am)
(Though the won battle still to come)
(The father of ambitious and
Dissapointed I am)
(Brother in sin and abasement)
(In abusing the numerous pieces of sanctity)
One eyed old man I am
Yet I possess the knowledge
Of a thousand sages an unborn child I am
Though I have existed for a billion years
The invisible army I am
Though the won battle still to come
The father of ambitious and dissapointed I am
Brother in sin and abasement
In abusing the numerous pieces of sanctity
I was Judas in your dream
Who worshipped money above all
I was the roman warrior
Who wounded you and drank the divine blood
I was pilate on your trial
Who spat in your pale face
Each thorn was a sinful spell
Each nail the fulfillment of the revenge
For which I have been waiting
For so many years
(Hatred for the thousand holy heads)
(And also that many daggers
Pointed at their visages)
(The fallen angels, mystical daemons)
(Thriumphant in their blasphemy)
Hatred for the thousand holy heads
And also that many daggers
Pointed at their visages
The fallen angels, mystical daemons
Thriumphant in their blasphemy
I am Gordon my name is annihilation
Extremination
I am the thousand plagues and afflictions