Testo di Genocide For Praise - Vals For The Vitruvian Man

By this you will know that I am the LORD the rivers will turn Over thy staff over water hordes of frogs are born Small the dust of the land to become lice and gnats For stolen worship an army of flies attack Persuasive genocide death dealt for praise On that same night I will pass through and strike down I will bring judgment your first born is mine now Pestilence of necessities realm of death be brought Thy skin will crawl with boils left to fester Hail pounds down pharaoh refuses For stolen worship the wrath of myriad locusts Persuasive genocide death dealt for praise On that same night I will pass through and strike down I will bring judgment your first born is mine now Thou will feel the darkness and not see For three days Reliant on other senses I do decree For three days Stretch your hand out to the sky Darkness spreads over Refusing any compromise The death of sun God grows closer Persuasive genocide death dealt for praise On that same night I will pass through and strike down I will bring judgment your first born is mine now On that same night I will pass through and strike down I will bring judgment your first born is mine now