07 - Hand Of God

The poorness spreads among the countries, the mortal hunger feeds the hate
The burying-grounds now don't have boundaries, nothing can stop the curse of fate

What have we done to receive this punishment, God's enraged with us
There's someone who has caused the divine rage, has brought to us the plague

The sickness grows in dirty hollow, a sickly wind bringer of death
From a dead man so many follow, infection spreads from breath to breath

We will die until the guilty is punished, we must unroot this thorn
He must die to purify us from his sins, the scapegoat is born

You'll never dominate the nature and its rage
You'll never dominate, you'll die by the hand of God

The crown is gone / mad insanity rules / the grudge is fomented by lies
Down in the streets / the hordes of fools / trample the infected that dies
Bulks of corpses / with tormented faces / gaze at the rising pest
People crow in / mortiferous places / the infection diffuses as fast

The useless chase / goes on without rest / dead bodies thrown into the fire
No one sacrifice / will save you from the pest / hunting the devise of a liar
Living your lives / in superstition / afraid of what God will send
Suffering your own / imagination / your fear brought you to the end

You'll never dominate
You'll never dominate, you'll die by the hand of God

- BLACK PROPAGANDA & Federico Tinivella -