Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I See Nothing but Flesh, artist - The Project Hate MCMXCIX. Album song Armageddon March Eternal - Symphonies of Slit Wrists, in the genre
Date of issue: 01.05.2005
Record label: threeman
Song language: English
I See Nothing but Flesh |
Fear is what we strike into their hearts |
The creation is soon undone |
This is more than warfare |
It’s our beginning of what’s to come |
Behold the disease, the infesting plague of hate |
We shut your eyes and start to recreate |
The end of days, our final days of ending |
The days of damnation, reversed hypocrisy |
Set me under your bitter spell |
Painful memories, tormenting me |
How you left me, God… |
Father what… what have I become? |
Set me under your bitter spell |
Painful memories, tormenting me |
How you left me, God… |
Father, what… what have I become? |
See the coming storms of cleansing |
Are brought down to the earth |
Behold how we justify our legions |
To erase your Christ’s rebirth |
Wander through times of fire and bloodshed |
Walk with us by our side |
This is what’s meant to be, he is meant to be dead |
Walk into oblivion, demons arise |
Long lost but not forgotten |
We are waiting for our time to strike |
The foundations of all that is sacred |
To us you are nothing but flesh |
It’s a shattered memory |
How I lied in your arms |
Now I shiver in the dark |
It feels cold here |
In this dark… |
Expect the unexpected |
Things not to be spoken of |
Obliterate the rejected |
We are the ones re-conquering the throne |
We grow stronger by the second |
Your forces of light can not protect the son |
This is more than warfare |
This is Armageddon! |
Behold the disease, the infesting plague of hate |
We shut your eyes and start to recreate |
The end of days, our final days of ending |
The days of damnation, reversed hypocrisy |
Your leper Messiah — A disgrace to our kind |
Your leper Messiah — Seek and you shall find |
Your leper Messiah — His home is the crucifix |
I see nothing but flesh — We are 666 |
What have I done? |
Father, what have I become? |
What have I done? |
Father, what have I become? |
The stench of wings burnt to dust |
The sight of humans who revel in lust |
Too much to take for His eyes |
Too much to understand for the Lord of lies |
Once more I find, once more I die |
I am the Lord of flesh |
I am the Lord of blood |
I am the Lord of suffering |
I am the Lord of all things unholy |
There’s no light, just glorifying darkness |
As I desecrate His flesh |
There’s no shame, just beautiful pride |
As we celebrate His second death |