| Song | We Couldn't be Further From the Truce |
| Artist | The Project Hate MCMXCIX |
| Album | Armageddon March Eternal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 recieve | |
| 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 |
| 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 78 | |
| " 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 recieve | |
| 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 |
| 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 78 | |
| " 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 recieve | |
| 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 |