Virus Hate Testo

Tolling bells in dying chapels
A black cross in bloodred sky
Infernal smile of shattering gods
Watching for victims with burning eyes
Swallowd pride in fields of ashes
The day will come
When earth strikes back
The only truth
Implicit faith
To feed us with the virus hate
Programmed dreams for ruined people
The virus hate in helpless veins
Injected by the daily needle
Back to repressed memories
We find rest in nameless gods
In fading colours of a bleeding cross
Our crushing souls in killing flames
The day will come
When life makes sense
Programmed dreams for ruined people
The virus hate in helpless veins
Injected by the daily needle
Back to repressed memories
A warlike priest and his blind mob
The seeds of rage are rising up
That's simply gods own ugly face
Transmitter of the virus hate