Disfigured Hand - Shokran

The force that you can receive is more than your own

But you’ve rejected it

This time we’ll see how hard you are praying

You gnaw bones which were thrown on the ground

The voice of clarity can never reach your empty, hardened heads

The suffocation planted its seeds everywhere and choked your breed

Fight for the glory — but you will die anyway

Fight for the glory and suffer

Because of your weakness which is pride

Take my disfigured hand, it will guide you to the place

Where the sun shines so bright that your eyes can’t see the true god!

Ashes scattered the plague, it will finish the work

No pity for the enlightened

Ashes scattered the plague, it will finish the work

You’re doomed your soul and flesh

Can you remember you said, «Your God is just a fake!»

But throughout this time you’ve been convinced in the opposite

Slaves in locked cages — is the only thing that matters

You will be saved — your only need is to free our sons

But the’ll not forget, no one will forget — your cursed lands

The choice you’ve made was a terrible mistake

Beware!

Take my disfigured hand, it will guide you right to the place

Where the sun shines so bright that your eyes can’t see the true god!

Look at yourself, you are like a pathetic rats

Your fallen gods have never been so scared

So let this wounds kill your flesh

And fear will poison all your souls

Ominous fate will protect us from this adversity!

And give us strength to fight it back

She doesn’t hear you. stop looking up to the stars

Truthfulness of words will be proved by scars

Oh, disgraceful life! What kind of shepherd will guide us?

And who will give us a new life?