| Song | Crawling Through the Infinite Fields of Carnage |
| Artist | The Project Hate MCMXCIX |
| Album | In Hora Mortis Nostræ |
| Hear me! It’s time to rejoice | |
| Satanic victory, the grand final choice | |
| You, whores of heaven, it’s time to repent | |
| Embrace the massacre and god’s hollow voice | |
| Crawling through the infinity | |
| Where all is dead and gone | |
| Walking through my black eternity | |
| Where I impale the holy son | |
| Carnage, I bring upon thee | |
| Take my hand and crawl with me through the | |
| bloodsoaked fields of infinity | |
| His lies don’t mean a thing to me | |
| I am the essence of war | |
| Piles of skulls I leave behind, | |
| behead the prophet and his bloodline | |
| See them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| Bloodshed, I bring upon thee, | |
| completions, aeons of victory | |
| Let them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| I’m soaked in blood and so are you | |
| I hold your hand… | |
| I hold your hand and lead you through | |
| You’re soaked in blood and so am I | |
| I hold your head… | |
| I hold your head, it leads me through | |
| I bleed for you… | |
| Crawling through the infinity | |
| Where all is burnt and gone | |
| Walking through the ruins of insanity | |
| Where I nail the holy son | |
| See Christ in awe, he’ll be no more | |
| Take his hand and walk in shame, | |
| I’ll walk behind and kill again | |
| Feeble believers, this is not your time | |
| It never was and never will be, | |
| I rape the earth and all that’s in it | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| And close your eyes and be one | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| I dress myself in blasphemy | |
| And drink the wine of harlotry | |
| Legions of Babylon! I call thee… | |
| Come! Burn the fields of eternity | |
| I vanished in the fields | |
| I vanished in the fields | |
| I vanished in the fields | |
| Infinity, banished from your god | |
| Infinity, cursed from your god | |
| Embraced by flames | |
| Blessed be our realm | |
| Your cunting days, disgraced | |
| Piles of skulls I leave behind, | |
| behead the prophet and his bloodline | |
| See them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| Bloodshed, I bring upon thee, | |
| completions, aeons of victory | |
| Let them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| Close your eyes and be one with me | |
| I dress the whore in blasphemy | |
| And drink the wine of harlotry | |
| Armies of Babylon! I summon thee… | |
| Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! |
| Hear me! It' s time to rejoice | |
| Satanic victory, the grand final choice | |
| You, whores of heaven, it' s time to repent | |
| Embrace the massacre and god' s hollow voice | |
| Crawling through the infinity | |
| Where all is dead and gone | |
| Walking through my black eternity | |
| Where I impale the holy son | |
| Carnage, I bring upon thee | |
| Take my hand and crawl with me through the | |
| bloodsoaked fields of infinity | |
| His lies don' t mean a thing to me | |
| I am the essence of war | |
| Piles of skulls I leave behind, | |
| behead the prophet and his bloodline | |
| See them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| Bloodshed, I bring upon thee, | |
| completions, aeons of victory | |
| Let them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| I' m soaked in blood and so are you | |
| I hold your hand | |
| I hold your hand and lead you through | |
| You' re soaked in blood and so am I | |
| I hold your head | |
| I hold your head, it leads me through | |
| I bleed for you | |
| Crawling through the infinity | |
| Where all is burnt and gone | |
| Walking through the ruins of insanity | |
| Where I nail the holy son | |
| See Christ in awe, he' ll be no more | |
| Take his hand and walk in shame, | |
| I' ll walk behind and kill again | |
| Feeble believers, this is not your time | |
| It never was and never will be, | |
| I rape the earth and all that' s in it | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| And close your eyes and be one | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| I dress myself in blasphemy | |
| And drink the wine of harlotry | |
| Legions of Babylon! I call thee | |
| Come! Burn the fields of eternity | |
| I vanished in the fields | |
| I vanished in the fields | |
| I vanished in the fields | |
| Infinity, banished from your god | |
| Infinity, cursed from your god | |
| Embraced by flames | |
| Blessed be our realm | |
| Your cunting days, disgraced | |
| Piles of skulls I leave behind, | |
| behead the prophet and his bloodline | |
| See them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| Bloodshed, I bring upon thee, | |
| completions, aeons of victory | |
| Let them crawl through the fields of carnage | |
| And so we die alone in pain | |
| Close your eyes and be one with me | |
| I dress the whore in blasphemy | |
| And drink the wine of harlotry | |
| Armies of Babylon! I summon thee | |
| Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! |