Текст песни Hand Of God

In the hand of God there's a cattle prod

That keeps shocking us along

'Til we're flung from roofs without parachutes

To fill the patches on his lawn

There's an iron gate where patrolmen wait

To keep the chosen people safe

From the infidels and their terror cells

Rebels blessed with God's good grace

There's a shining half jewel that's shattered glass

Hemmed in with barbed wire

You can skin your feet but you can't climb free

Oh hallelujah, hot and hard

All your fox-hole prayers full of fear you share

With a bored and distant son
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While you held your will, killing time until

Answers came from anyone

You curse their Lord for all he ignored

In his flawed and vengeful plan

Cut yourself some slack against a deck so stacked

I mean come on now, you're just one man

Maybe after all when your conscience calls

You might threw the missing link

And all that white hot air you sprayed around out there

Might have led to more than you think

So when you breathe, breathe deep, breathe in greedily

Like you might never breathe again

Tell yourself the truth so all that work you do

Won't be worthless in the end