We Couldn't Be Further from the Truce - The Project Hate MCMXCIX

«The man and the beast

The blood and the feast

My number, my name

You know it’s all the same

My everlasting fix

Six hundred and sixty six"

Freely taken, malformed and twisted from the Revelations, Chapter 20

«Repressed for a thousand years, now I’m free

The number of my followers is as the sand of the sea

Deceive the nations, four corners, the earth

You will witness my rebirth

Gog and Magog, I call thee, join me in this war

Delete christianity and all that is of the whore"

Couldn’t be further from the truce

Annihilation!

Blasphemy, behold our version of truth

Purity!

I’ll die the sweetest death tonight

Your hands upon me now

My eyes call out to end it, dear

I’ll die the sweetest death tonight

Your hands upon me now

My eyes call out

The end is near

Your hands will hold on

Can’t seem to resist a sweet death

My blood… The innocence is gone

I’ll die the sweetest death

Tear down the walls of heaven

With powers mightier than God

We couldn’t be further from the truce

In our path of devastation

Your humble servants bide their death

We should never have been cast out

From the carnage in your heaven

There’s no stopping the slaughter to come

We’ll return stronger than ever

If you give you shall recieve

When we make him bleed you will believe

No God will save you now, whores

Like he never saved you before

Winged hordes of holiness

Fly like you’ve never flown before

Because we couldn’t be further from your truce

Welcome eternal war

I’ll die the sweetest death tonight

Your hands upon me now

My eyes call out to end it, dear

I’ll die the sweetest death tonight

Your hands upon me now

My eyes call out

The end is near

«The man and the beast

The blood and the feast

My number, my name

You know it’s all the same

My everlasting fix

Six hundred and sixty six"

As I fall

On my knees I’ll die

You are the one, you said…

You lied

You are the one, You are the chosen one

You are the one, You are the one

You lied…

You are the one, You are the chosen one

You are the one, You are the one

You lied…

You’re the one… You are the one

You’re the one… You are the one

Smell the hatred, taste the scorn

Annihilation of the unborn

Smell the hatred, taste the scorn

Annihilation of the unborn

Putting faith in your God is not of any use

We couldn’t be further from the truce

Putting faith in your God is not of any use

We couldn’t be further from the truce