Song | Christianity Delete |
Artist | The Project Hate MCMXCIX |
Album | Killing Hellsinki |
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I mourn | |
(The angels, thee helpless ones) | |
I’m sworn | |
(To the black, the unholy one) | |
You’re torn | |
(A victim of my sick mind) | |
I’m beyond a man? I’m a god? | |
Your face | |
(Seen it a million times before) | |
Your race | |
(Ain’t nothing but a bunch of whores) | |
In grace | |
(Your paradise is torn) | |
All I know, blood will flow | |
As I mourn the angels in heaven | |
And the helpless ones I’m dying for | |
All souls are united forever | |
It doesn’t matter no more | |
Watch me as christianity’s deleted | |
I’m flesh and blood, I’m more than your god | |
Watch me as christianity’s deleted | |
I’m flesh and blood, I’m more than your god | |
Your mind | |
(Is fucked up with a bunch of lies) | |
Your eyes | |
(Hallucinating, a paradise?) | |
Your lies | |
(Can’t hold me back from telling mine) | |
Do you hate me? | |
Well, so do I! | |
Your flesh | |
(So easy to scrape from it’s bones) | |
Your kind | |
(Can’t stand the sight of your soul) | |
Erased | |
(The End? Or will you rise again?) | |
So be it, I’ll hunt you down again! | |
As beauty withers and finally dies | |
I hear the mourning, the angels cry | |
I procreate the spoken lies | |
As beauty withers and dies | |
I fear for the heavens to crave back my soul | |
(And) destroy the picture, the perfect whole | |
I re-create the untold lies | |
And burn my soul to ashes…to ashes… | |
As beauty withers and finally dies | |
I hear the mourning, the angels cry | |
I procreate the spoken lies | |
As beauty withers and dies | |
Pale faces burn my eyes as I behold | |
The fall of the whores as the truth unfolds | |
A burning sensation of joy inside my head | |
As their souls try to escape death | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
All I know, blood will flow | |
Mine is yours, yours is not mine, you bid farewell | |
Exploit your beauty, explore my hell | |
It’s getting cold again, the insanity remains the same | |
Eternal, infernal, in a bitter symphony I hear your name | |
Mine is yours, yours is not mine, you bid farewell | |
Exploit your beauty, explore my hell | |
It’s getting cold again, the insanity remains the same | |
Eternal, infernal, in a bitter symphony I hear your name | |
I stand so speechless now, my devotion fades away | |
You whisper sadly to me: | |
“So god is dead… So am I… So am I… So am I…“ |
I mourn | |
The angels, thee helpless ones | |
I' m sworn | |
To the black, the unholy one | |
You' re torn | |
A victim of my sick mind | |
I' m beyond a man? I' m a god? | |
Your face | |
Seen it a million times before | |
Your race | |
Ain' t nothing but a bunch of whores | |
In grace | |
Your paradise is torn | |
All I know, blood will flow | |
As I mourn the angels in heaven | |
And the helpless ones I' m dying for | |
All souls are united forever | |
It doesn' t matter no more | |
Watch me as christianity' s deleted | |
I' m flesh and blood, I' m more than your god | |
Watch me as christianity' s deleted | |
I' m flesh and blood, I' m more than your god | |
Your mind | |
Is fucked up with a bunch of lies | |
Your eyes | |
Hallucinating, a paradise? | |
Your lies | |
Can' t hold me back from telling mine | |
Do you hate me? | |
Well, so do I! | |
Your flesh | |
So easy to scrape from it' s bones | |
Your kind | |
Can' t stand the sight of your soul | |
Erased | |
The End? Or will you rise again? | |
So be it, I' ll hunt you down again! | |
As beauty withers and finally dies | |
I hear the mourning, the angels cry | |
I procreate the spoken lies | |
As beauty withers and dies | |
I fear for the heavens to crave back my soul | |
And destroy the picture, the perfect whole | |
I recreate the untold lies | |
And burn my soul to ashes to ashes | |
As beauty withers and finally dies | |
I hear the mourning, the angels cry | |
I procreate the spoken lies | |
As beauty withers and dies | |
Pale faces burn my eyes as I behold | |
The fall of the whores as the truth unfolds | |
A burning sensation of joy inside my head | |
As their souls try to escape death | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
All I know, blood will flow | |
Mine is yours, yours is not mine, you bid farewell | |
Exploit your beauty, explore my hell | |
It' s getting cold again, the insanity remains the same | |
Eternal, infernal, in a bitter symphony I hear your name | |
Mine is yours, yours is not mine, you bid farewell | |
Exploit your beauty, explore my hell | |
It' s getting cold again, the insanity remains the same | |
Eternal, infernal, in a bitter symphony I hear your name | |
I stand so speechless now, my devotion fades away | |
You whisper sadly to me: | |
" So god is dead So am I So am I So am I" |
I mourn | |
The angels, thee helpless ones | |
I' m sworn | |
To the black, the unholy one | |
You' re torn | |
A victim of my sick mind | |
I' m beyond a man? I' m a god? | |
Your face | |
Seen it a million times before | |
Your race | |
Ain' t nothing but a bunch of whores | |
In grace | |
Your paradise is torn | |
All I know, blood will flow | |
As I mourn the angels in heaven | |
And the helpless ones I' m dying for | |
All souls are united forever | |
It doesn' t matter no more | |
Watch me as christianity' s deleted | |
I' m flesh and blood, I' m more than your god | |
Watch me as christianity' s deleted | |
I' m flesh and blood, I' m more than your god | |
Your mind | |
Is fucked up with a bunch of lies | |
Your eyes | |
Hallucinating, a paradise? | |
Your lies | |
Can' t hold me back from telling mine | |
Do you hate me? | |
Well, so do I! | |
Your flesh | |
So easy to scrape from it' s bones | |
Your kind | |
Can' t stand the sight of your soul | |
Erased | |
The End? Or will you rise again? | |
So be it, I' ll hunt you down again! | |
As beauty withers and finally dies | |
I hear the mourning, the angels cry | |
I procreate the spoken lies | |
As beauty withers and dies | |
I fear for the heavens to crave back my soul | |
And destroy the picture, the perfect whole | |
I recreate the untold lies | |
And burn my soul to ashes to ashes | |
As beauty withers and finally dies | |
I hear the mourning, the angels cry | |
I procreate the spoken lies | |
As beauty withers and dies | |
Pale faces burn my eyes as I behold | |
The fall of the whores as the truth unfolds | |
A burning sensation of joy inside my head | |
As their souls try to escape death | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
I laugh as their god never shows | |
All I know, blood will flow | |
Mine is yours, yours is not mine, you bid farewell | |
Exploit your beauty, explore my hell | |
It' s getting cold again, the insanity remains the same | |
Eternal, infernal, in a bitter symphony I hear your name | |
Mine is yours, yours is not mine, you bid farewell | |
Exploit your beauty, explore my hell | |
It' s getting cold again, the insanity remains the same | |
Eternal, infernal, in a bitter symphony I hear your name | |
I stand so speechless now, my devotion fades away | |
You whisper sadly to me: | |
" So god is dead So am I So am I So am I" |