| Song | The Bleeding Eyes of a Breeding Whore |
| Artist | The Project Hate MCMXCIX |
| Album | Armageddon March Eternal |
| We burn ourselves, Father | |
| We turn to despair | |
| Why won't you understand I'm your God? | |
| We burn ourselves, Father | |
| So we burn | |
| Why won't you understand I'm your God? | |
| I see through you and the lies you have created | |
| You're in alliance with the whore, you liar | |
| You've got to see the extent of my hatred | |
| I'd love to see you dead | |
| But first there's time for suffering | |
| I'll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed | |
| As many as we are armies | |
| As many are the ways to make you see | |
| I'll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed | |
| As many as you are harmless | |
| As many are the ways to make you see | |
| I'll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed | |
| Why can't you understand I'm your God!? | |
| These kisses taste so bitter now | |
| My eyes, watering… with pain | |
| His fists are clenched around my neck | |
| There's only death in sight | |
| All else is gone, in your eyes there's only death | |
| No correction of God could save him | |
| Those whoring eyes, the eyes breeding lies | |
| Can you still see when I make you go blind? | |
| I rip your soul apart, I tear your flesh to pieces | |
| The Apocalypse for those who have deceived us | |
| I have to kill you to make things right | |
| A lead-ballet in a one-way fight | |
| I am superior, you're an insect of God | |
| I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns | |
| The essence of massacre | |
| I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns | |
| The essence of everything | |
| You are one of them, you christ-loving feeble sheep | |
| And this is why I despise you | |
| You are one of them, you christ-loving feeble sheep | |
| And this is why I have to kill you | |
| Fool | |
| On a bed of thorns I lie | |
| Let me be the crown, let me be the crown on your son | |
| So turn for help, fool | |
| So turn for help, fool | |
| So turn for help, fool | |
| So turn for help | |
| Sent to save us | |
| Sent to save us | |
| Why has God betrayed us? | |
| Sent to save us | |
| Why won't you understand? | |
| Walk with me, take my hand | |
| I'll walk you through the lies you've fed us | |
| You are in alliance with the whore, you liar | |
| Experience our new order | |
| We turn for help, Father | |
| We turn for help | |
| We turn for help, Father | |
| We turn for help | |
| Why won't you understand I'm your God? | |
| As many as we are armies | |
| I'll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed |
| We burn ourselves, Father | |
| We turn to despair | |
| Why won' t you understand I' m your God? | |
| We burn ourselves, Father | |
| So we burn | |
| Why won' t you understand I' m your God? | |
| I see through you and the lies you have created | |
| You' re in alliance with the whore, you liar | |
| You' ve got to see the extent of my hatred | |
| I' d love to see you dead | |
| But first there' s time for suffering | |
| I' ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed | |
| As many as we are armies | |
| As many are the ways to make you see | |
| I' ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed | |
| As many as you are harmless | |
| As many are the ways to make you see | |
| I' ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed | |
| Why can' t you understand I' m your God!? | |
| These kisses taste so bitter now | |
| My eyes, watering with pain | |
| His fists are clenched around my neck | |
| There' s only death in sight | |
| All else is gone, in your eyes there' s only death | |
| No correction of God could save him | |
| Those whoring eyes, the eyes breeding lies | |
| Can you still see when I make you go blind? | |
| I rip your soul apart, I tear your flesh to pieces | |
| The Apocalypse for those who have deceived us | |
| I have to kill you to make things right | |
| A leadballet in a oneway fight | |
| I am superior, you' re an insect of God | |
| I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns | |
| The essence of massacre | |
| I am the nails, the spear and the crown of thorns | |
| The essence of everything | |
| You are one of them, you christloving feeble sheep | |
| And this is why I despise you | |
| You are one of them, you christloving feeble sheep | |
| And this is why I have to kill you | |
| Fool | |
| On a bed of thorns I lie | |
| Let me be the crown, let me be the crown on your son | |
| So turn for help, fool | |
| So turn for help, fool | |
| So turn for help, fool | |
| So turn for help | |
| Sent to save us | |
| Sent to save us | |
| Why has God betrayed us? | |
| Sent to save us | |
| Why won' t you understand? | |
| Walk with me, take my hand | |
| I' ll walk you through the lies you' ve fed us | |
| You are in alliance with the whore, you liar | |
| Experience our new order | |
| We turn for help, Father | |
| We turn for help | |
| We turn for help, Father | |
| We turn for help | |
| Why won' t you understand I' m your God? | |
| As many as we are armies | |
| I' ll explore in how many ways I can make you bleed |