Hand of the Divine

When I saw the change in their eyes

Witnessed distortion of features

I sensed the evil that lives inside

I will act as his hand

Act as his instrument

And I won't be burdened by their smiles

And I won't be swayed by their cries

If my God demands it, I shall oblige

Now my purpose defined

Bring them back to the light again

Blood awakens the carnal desires

Burdened by guilt

Aroused by the screams of the child

Wash the death from our hands

Copulation commence

The urges that I can't reconcile

My God

I have proven my faith in my work

My God

I have proven my faith in my work

I have proven my faith in my work

I will act as his hand

Act as his instrument

Blood awakens the carnal desires

Burdened by guilt

Aroused by the screams of the child

Wash the death from our hands

Copulation commence

The urges that I can't reconcile