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Bastard Son of God - Bloodbath

Bastard Son of God

Bloodbath

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Song Introduction

"Bastard Son of God" is a powerful track by the Swedish death metal band Bloodbath, featured on their 2018 album "The Arrow of Satan Is Drawn." Known for its relentless riffs and dark, evocative lyrics, the song exemplifies Bloodbath's signature blend of brutality and melody. The album marks a return to the band's classic death metal roots, receiving acclaim for its raw sound and technical proficiency. "Bastard Son of God" stands out as a fan favorite, showcasing the band's ability to create intense and memorable metal anthems.

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Lyric

He is hater of the rotten Earth

He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe

We drink from his poisoned water

He is the lord of those who dwell bound in sickness

Spitting vomit in the face of faith

Cleansing us who must atone for being weak

We drink from his poisoned water

He is the shadow cast upon those defiled

Victorious call

It will not befall

No salvation is free

Death comes beckoning thee

Encircle thee

Voices come in wind

Son of perdition

You come beckoning me

He is hater of the rotten Earth

He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe

We drink from his poisoned water

He is the lord of those who dwell bound in sickness

Spitting vomit in the face of faith

Cleansing us who must atone for being weak

We drink from his poisoned water

He is the shadow cast upon those defiled

Victorious call

It will not befall

No salvation is free

Death comes beckoning thee

Encircle thee

Voices come in wind

Son of perdition

You come beckoning me

The sky embedded in the death of a nova

Effigy is seen in a second of light

No voice in the crack of his mouth

Bastard son of God

He is hater of the rotten Earth

He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe

We drink from his poisoned water

He is the lord of those who dwell bound in sickness

Spitting vomit in the face of faith

Cleansing us who must atone for being weak

We drink from his poisoned water

He is the shadow cast upon those defiled

Victorious call

It will not befall

No salvation is free

Death comes beckoning thee

Encircle thee

Voices come in wind

Son of perdition

You come beckoning me

- It's already the end -