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Project Hate Mcmxcix - Текст песни We Couldn't Be Further From The Truce
[Inspired by the Revelations, Chapter 13, verse 18]
 "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, verse 7-8]
 "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 recieveProject Hate Mcmxcix - We Couldn't Be Further From The Truce - http://ru.motolyrics.com/project-hate-mcmxcix/we-couldnt-be-further-from-the-truce-lyrics.html
 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












