Genocide For Praise - Vals For The Vitruvian Man Songtext / Lyric

By this you will know that I am the LORD the rivers will turn

hover thy staff over water hordes of frogs are born

smite 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