Song | Burn |
Artist | The Project Hate MCMXCIX |
Album | Hate, Dominate, Congregate, Eliminate |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The end closes in for the fools | |
On the night of Our return | |
They’ll pay with their lives | |
When the bells chime, They will burn… | |
Burn! | |
As the night falls | |
In the shadows We crawl | |
From the ashes We rise | |
We bring the fear to Their eyes | |
And when Our thirst have been stilled | |
By the blood that We spilled | |
We grind Our teeth through Their flesh | |
With flames We take Their last breath | |
It is with joy We burn Their eyes | |
It is with joy We burn the skies | |
We still Their hunger, We still Their cries | |
We’ll have Them suffer Lucifers’ knife | |
Feel it burn | |
Feel this burn | |
Feel Them burn | |
See Us burn | |
Feel Me burn | |
And still We yearn | |
Feel all burn | |
To see Them burn | |
Feel Christ burn | |
See Us burn | |
Burn… Burn… | |
Burn… Burn… | |
Burn… Burn… | |
Burn… Burn… | |
Feel it burn so deep within | |
I feel His wrath, I’m closing in | |
With all the breath I can muster | |
I pro-create and begin to sin | |
Feel it burn so deep within | |
I feel His wrath, I’m closing in | |
With all the breath I can muster | |
I pro-create and begin to sin | |
As the night falls | |
In the shadows We crawl | |
From the ashes We rise | |
We bring the fear to Their eyes | |
And when Our thirst have been stilled | |
By the blood that We spilled | |
We grind Our teeth through Their flesh | |
With flames We take Their last breath | |
You rejected all My feelings… ended up numb in solitude | |
You have the strength to move on… to the flocking of the fools | |
I speak the word of sadness… I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject Your distant longing… for the Christ You lost long ago | |
I bring the dreams of sanity… I bear the search for fear | |
Through the instant walls of grey… I’m the mute who speaks another day | |
In solitude I stand… The universal man | |
A work of art in a perfect land | |
Within your hearts of vanity… I sing the song of fear | |
Where the insane fears to dwell… I’m the one exploring another hell | |
Within my dreams of sanity… I bear the search for fear | |
Within the walls of grey… I’m the dead who walks another day | |
You speak the words of madness… I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject Your distant longing… for the Christ We killed long ago | |
In solitude I stand… The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
See the sun rise… | |
See the sun rise… | |
See the sun rise… | |
Time has come, the bells now chime | |
Time has come, to burn the divine | |
Time is now, Our black hearts yearn | |
Time is now, We laugh, They burn | |
With Hate We land the infernal plan | |
We burn Their souls with bloodstained hands | |
With Hate We rise with crosses turned | |
With Hate We rise from maggots burnt | |
Within Your hearts of vanity… I sing the song of fear | |
Where the insane fears to dwell… I’m the one exploring another hell | |
Within My dreams of sanity… I bear the search for fear | |
Within the walls of grey… I’m the dead who walks another day | |
You speak the words of madness… I inhale those words of joy | |
I reject your distant longing… for the Christ We killed long ago | |
In solitude I stand… The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
You rejected all My feelings… ended up numb in solitude | |
You have the strength to move on… to the flocking of the fools | |
I speak the word of sadness… I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject your distant longing… for the Christ You lost long ago | |
Within the dreams of sanity… I bear the search for fear | |
Through the instant walls of grey… I’m the mute who speaks another day | |
In solitude I stand… The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
Our flames… wipes out all that’s holy… | |
Our flames… wipes out all that’s holy… | |
Our flames… wipes out all that’s holy… | |
Our flames… Amen is no more… | |
Time has come, the bells now chime | |
Time has come, to burn the divine | |
Time is now, Our black hearts yearn | |
Time is now, We laugh, They burn | |
With Hate We land the infernal plan | |
We burn Their souls with bloodstained hands | |
With Hate We rise with crosses turned | |
With Hate We rise from maggots burnt | |
All Christians must burn for Satan | |
All Christians must burn for Me | |
All Christians must burn for Satan | |
All the Christians must burn… | |
must burn… | |
must burn… |
The end closes in for the fools | |
On the night of Our return | |
They' ll pay with their lives | |
When the bells chime, They will burn | |
Burn! | |
As the night falls | |
In the shadows We crawl | |
From the ashes We rise | |
We bring the fear to Their eyes | |
And when Our thirst have been stilled | |
By the blood that We spilled | |
We grind Our teeth through Their flesh | |
With flames We take Their last breath | |
It is with joy We burn Their eyes | |
It is with joy We burn the skies | |
We still Their hunger, We still Their cries | |
We' ll have Them suffer Lucifers' knife | |
Feel it burn | |
Feel this burn | |
Feel Them burn | |
See Us burn | |
Feel Me burn | |
And still We yearn | |
Feel all burn | |
To see Them burn | |
Feel Christ burn | |
See Us burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Feel it burn so deep within | |
I feel His wrath, I' m closing in | |
With all the breath I can muster | |
I procreate and begin to sin | |
Feel it burn so deep within | |
I feel His wrath, I' m closing in | |
With all the breath I can muster | |
I procreate and begin to sin | |
As the night falls | |
In the shadows We crawl | |
From the ashes We rise | |
We bring the fear to Their eyes | |
And when Our thirst have been stilled | |
By the blood that We spilled | |
We grind Our teeth through Their flesh | |
With flames We take Their last breath | |
You rejected all My feelings ended up numb in solitude | |
You have the strength to move on to the flocking of the fools | |
I speak the word of sadness I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject Your distant longing for the Christ You lost long ago | |
I bring the dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Through the instant walls of grey I' m the mute who speaks another day | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art in a perfect land | |
Within your hearts of vanity I sing the song of fear | |
Where the insane fears to dwell I' m the one exploring another hell | |
Within my dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Within the walls of grey I' m the dead who walks another day | |
You speak the words of madness I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject Your distant longing for the Christ We killed long ago | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
See the sun rise | |
See the sun rise | |
See the sun rise | |
Time has come, the bells now chime | |
Time has come, to burn the divine | |
Time is now, Our black hearts yearn | |
Time is now, We laugh, They burn | |
With Hate We land the infernal plan | |
We burn Their souls with bloodstained hands | |
With Hate We rise with crosses turned | |
With Hate We rise from maggots burnt | |
Within Your hearts of vanity I sing the song of fear | |
Where the insane fears to dwell I' m the one exploring another hell | |
Within My dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Within the walls of grey I' m the dead who walks another day | |
You speak the words of madness I inhale those words of joy | |
I reject your distant longing for the Christ We killed long ago | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
You rejected all My feelings ended up numb in solitude | |
You have the strength to move on to the flocking of the fools | |
I speak the word of sadness I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject your distant longing for the Christ You lost long ago | |
Within the dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Through the instant walls of grey I' m the mute who speaks another day | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
Our flames wipes out all that' s holy | |
Our flames wipes out all that' s holy | |
Our flames wipes out all that' s holy | |
Our flames Amen is no more | |
Time has come, the bells now chime | |
Time has come, to burn the divine | |
Time is now, Our black hearts yearn | |
Time is now, We laugh, They burn | |
With Hate We land the infernal plan | |
We burn Their souls with bloodstained hands | |
With Hate We rise with crosses turned | |
With Hate We rise from maggots burnt | |
All Christians must burn for Satan | |
All Christians must burn for Me | |
All Christians must burn for Satan | |
All the Christians must burn | |
must burn | |
must burn |
The end closes in for the fools | |
On the night of Our return | |
They' ll pay with their lives | |
When the bells chime, They will burn | |
Burn! | |
As the night falls | |
In the shadows We crawl | |
From the ashes We rise | |
We bring the fear to Their eyes | |
And when Our thirst have been stilled | |
By the blood that We spilled | |
We grind Our teeth through Their flesh | |
With flames We take Their last breath | |
It is with joy We burn Their eyes | |
It is with joy We burn the skies | |
We still Their hunger, We still Their cries | |
We' ll have Them suffer Lucifers' knife | |
Feel it burn | |
Feel this burn | |
Feel Them burn | |
See Us burn | |
Feel Me burn | |
And still We yearn | |
Feel all burn | |
To see Them burn | |
Feel Christ burn | |
See Us burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Burn Burn | |
Feel it burn so deep within | |
I feel His wrath, I' m closing in | |
With all the breath I can muster | |
I procreate and begin to sin | |
Feel it burn so deep within | |
I feel His wrath, I' m closing in | |
With all the breath I can muster | |
I procreate and begin to sin | |
As the night falls | |
In the shadows We crawl | |
From the ashes We rise | |
We bring the fear to Their eyes | |
And when Our thirst have been stilled | |
By the blood that We spilled | |
We grind Our teeth through Their flesh | |
With flames We take Their last breath | |
You rejected all My feelings ended up numb in solitude | |
You have the strength to move on to the flocking of the fools | |
I speak the word of sadness I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject Your distant longing for the Christ You lost long ago | |
I bring the dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Through the instant walls of grey I' m the mute who speaks another day | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art in a perfect land | |
Within your hearts of vanity I sing the song of fear | |
Where the insane fears to dwell I' m the one exploring another hell | |
Within my dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Within the walls of grey I' m the dead who walks another day | |
You speak the words of madness I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject Your distant longing for the Christ We killed long ago | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
See the sun rise | |
See the sun rise | |
See the sun rise | |
Time has come, the bells now chime | |
Time has come, to burn the divine | |
Time is now, Our black hearts yearn | |
Time is now, We laugh, They burn | |
With Hate We land the infernal plan | |
We burn Their souls with bloodstained hands | |
With Hate We rise with crosses turned | |
With Hate We rise from maggots burnt | |
Within Your hearts of vanity I sing the song of fear | |
Where the insane fears to dwell I' m the one exploring another hell | |
Within My dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Within the walls of grey I' m the dead who walks another day | |
You speak the words of madness I inhale those words of joy | |
I reject your distant longing for the Christ We killed long ago | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
You rejected all My feelings ended up numb in solitude | |
You have the strength to move on to the flocking of the fools | |
I speak the word of sadness I inhale the words of joy | |
I reject your distant longing for the Christ You lost long ago | |
Within the dreams of sanity I bear the search for fear | |
Through the instant walls of grey I' m the mute who speaks another day | |
In solitude I stand The universal man | |
A work of art with bloodstained hands | |
Our flames wipes out all that' s holy | |
Our flames wipes out all that' s holy | |
Our flames wipes out all that' s holy | |
Our flames Amen is no more | |
Time has come, the bells now chime | |
Time has come, to burn the divine | |
Time is now, Our black hearts yearn | |
Time is now, We laugh, They burn | |
With Hate We land the infernal plan | |
We burn Their souls with bloodstained hands | |
With Hate We rise with crosses turned | |
With Hate We rise from maggots burnt | |
All Christians must burn for Satan | |
All Christians must burn for Me | |
All Christians must burn for Satan | |
All the Christians must burn | |
must burn | |
must burn |