Still you decide...

I saw a man
He had no hands
And asked me why
Why he can't fly

His non existed hands
could rescue life
someone, who gonna die

It's so strange, unintelligible.
Did he deserve to unjust faith.

It was a man,
who didn't respect
no one of people.
His strong hands gave just sorrow and pain
Always conscienceless.

Purpose and way
Strike terror everywhere
Take him away
Hurtful strange of hands.

Divine eyes can't be blind
Still you decide who deserve to die

Chop hands off, which are hurting
Cut heads off, which are cheating
Sew up fucking mouths full of dirt
Tear hearts out devoid of mercy.

Many cripples
Wait for the miracle
It'll bring them
Hope, deliverance.

Divine eyes can't be blind
Still you decide who deserve to die.

Who deserve to pain, who deserve to die
You decide my Lord, you decide....