| Song | I See Nothing but Flesh |
| Artist | The Project Hate MCMXCIX |
| Album | Armageddon March Eternal |
| 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 |
| 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 reconquering 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 |