As the Feast Begins Songtext
von Feral

The vultures of Golgotha await their feast
As beggar and noble draws near
To witness the dying of the Nazarene
The king of all liars in fear
Whipped and crowned with thorns
They smell his blood so sweet
He′s nailed upon the cross
To perish in the heat

The dark age has begun
Beneath the burning sun

Slow death arrives
As payment for his lies
Dark wings sweep in
As the feast begins


Forsaken by what father?
The tempter is all that is real
Now face the proper conviction
To end this insanity
Left to rot on the hill
Accompanied by his likes
But to carrion birds
Both savior and scum are equal delight

There is no final struggle
The false son accepts his fate
Slowly devoured by vultures
Half alive, while the flesh is still fresh

While the flesh is fresh

The choir of the dying
Moaning in the night
Spared from the suns warmth
But the claws still rip their hides
Come the dawn again
They release their final sigh
Left are the shredded corpses
And bones cleaned to white

The dark age has begun
Beneath the burning sun

Slow death arrives
As payment for his lies
Dark wings sweep in
As the feast begins