Divine Injustice

by God's Hate

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Divine Injustice 7" OUT NOW!!!

Nate - Vocals
Colin - Guitar/Vocals
Leopoldo - Guitar
Cayle - Drums
Anthonie - Bass

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released February 13, 2014

Engineered, mixed, and produced by Taylor Young.
Un-produced by Colin Young.
Mastered by Brad Boatright.

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Track Name: Divine Injustice
Building your morals on the backs of beliefs.
Forged by power hungry men lying through their teeth.
Telling yourself it was meant to be.
"God's love will always guide me..."

Expose the tyrant behind the golden vail.
Tear down his thrones and watch him fucking fail.

Brainwashed, manipulated, cut to the core.
Millions sacrificed in the name of The Lord.

Expose the tyrant behind the golden vail.
Destroy his thrones and watch that motherfucker fail.

Divine injustice, now your eyes can see.
The weight of the book written for greed.
Track Name: Admission Of Guilt
Pushed too far, you're forced to react.
Now you're face-down with a gun at your back.
The Badge's word against your own.
Stripped of your rights and forced to atone.
Criminals in uniform, false sense of power.
Feeding from the public palms, driven to devour.
Trading virtues for hostility, lacking all morality.
Hailing from academies, delinquents with a salary.

JUSTICE...
Fall to your knees, all that you say is a guilty plea.
SYSTEM...
Built to condemn, locking away innocent men.
ORDER...
Held in contempt, when the cowards enforcing the laws are exempt.

Serve and protect, judiciary defect.
Organized crime we're taught to respect.
Molding our minds without our consent, political heroes we grow to resent.
Head held high, above the law, living proof of corruptive flaw.

JUSTICE...
Fall to your knees, all that you say is a guilty plea.
SYSTEM...
Built to condemn, locking away innocent men.
ORDER...
Held in contempt, when the cowards enforcing the laws are exempt.

VERDICT...
Forced to comply, locked in a cage for the rest of your fucking life.

When the roles are reversed, you'll serve your time.
A life of punishment for your "justified" crime.
A jury of your peers just as guilty as you.
The gavel swings, and now you're fucking through.
Track Name: Headstone (The Scum)
A weak vessel for a spineless soul.
You made your choice... Dug your hole.
Coasting through on others' blindness.
Taking advantage of any kindness shown.

Life of pain you deserve.
Forced to face the ones you hurt.
Lowlife, scum of the earth.
A name on a headstone is all you're worth.

Feeding off of pity... Take what you need.
Searching for the fix that puts you at ease.
Choke on the disease you chose to feed.

Now sink like a stone, kid.

Life of pain you deserve.
Forced to face the ones you hurt.
Lowlife, scum of the Earth.
A name on a headstone is all you're worth.

Find your solace in the reaper's embrace.
No room in my world for such a worthless disgrace.
Track Name: Social Class Warfare
Fight a war based on fucking lies.
Deceive the masses...
Watch the fire burn in their eyes.
Reports of terror, of treason, of suffering.
Anything that will fuel the machine.

The rich sit back as the innocent die.
The powers-that-be tear us apart from the inside.
How much more can this nation take?
The foundation of the people will inevitably break.

A broken back and calloused hands.
Is this what they meant by becoming a man?
No end in sight, no room to grow.
Just do your job, and do what you're told.

A government that leaves you broke.
Empty pockets... No way to cope.
Boot to your neck scraping to get by.
Taking what's yours until the day you die.

A broken back and calloused hands.
Is this what they mean by becoming a man?
No end in sight, no room to grow.
Just do your job, and do what you're told.

I won't be defined by my social class.
Just another statistic, another bill to pass.
To the country we're supposed to embrace...
God's Hate won't be disgraced.
Track Name: Instinct
A tone of voice, the look in their eyes.
I clench my fists and bottle it up inside.
Try to keep calm, put myself at ease.
Paralyzing rage is my only disease.

Blood boiling.
Anger consuming.

Hurting all those around me.
Fighting this feeling inside me.

Never knew how to change.
Never meant to cause you pain.
Try to keep it trapped inside.
Part of me I tried to hide.
Now it's time I come to terms...
Past mistakes I never learned.
For the problems I created...
My instinct is hatred.

Instinct.
Is only hatred.

No emotion or reason to my words.
Verbal scars I know you don't deserve.
Can't listen to the words when you tell me how you feel.
The wounds from my actions I fear will never heal.

Will never heal.
Trying to be a better man.

Never knew how to change.
Never meant to cause you pain.
Try to keep it trapped inside.
Part of me I tried to hide.
Now it's time I come to terms...
Past mistakes I never learned.
For the problems I created...
My instinct is hatred.

...But there are those who would push my patience too far.