I Smell Like Jesus... Dead

The Project Hate Mcmxcix

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    Mmmm... Go!

    I, I am the Anti-Christ
    I, I am after Your Soul Divine
    Once you're inside, you'll explore the suffering in My dominion of Hatred
    and Pain
    Where blood is spilled and wings are spread
    And Demons feast on angels flesh

    I smell like Jesus... Dead

    I compose Diabolical serenades
    For the believers to sing now in the flames
    I am the lord who alter angels
    With the feeble lies you preach

    I smell like Jesus... Dead
    I smell like Jesus... Dead

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    Lust has been fulfilled because of the son I just killed
    Until the whores are pure, salvation will be no more

    You, the piss-poor-fuck Jesus Christ
    I am blessed with the sickest of minds
    I walk through the ruins of body and souls
    Bath in the blood of the virgins
    I kiss the dying, make love to the dead
    And smell like Jesus... Dead

    Burn Me Father for I have sinned
    Help Me Father for I am You
    Rape Me Father for we will win
    Kill Me Father, take My gratitude
    Burn Me Father for I have sinned
    Help Me Father for I am You
    Rape Me Father for we will win
    Kill Me Father, take My gratitude

    I compose Diabolical serenades
    For the believers to sing now in the flames
    I am the lord who alter angels
    With the feeble lies you preach

    Listen closely Our sins have been fulfilled
    Realease My soul for those Who've just been killed
    March My joyful march with Death Astray
    Salvation will now be the forgotten way

    My Demons, Our armies, the ones who start the carnage
    The christians, believers, your fall, our grand achievment
    My Demons, Our armies, the ones who start the carnage
    The christians, believers, your fall, our grand achievment

    Take those souls so Burnt, lead them on their way
    Explore his pain and Jesus hurts, the dawn of a new day

    Feeding you lies like the worst Jesus Christ
    Burn you bastards, burn you bastards, burn
    Betrayal and failure as in Trusting Your God
    The strongest of Angels are turned

    Burn Me Father for I have sinned
    Help Me Father for I am You
    Rape Me Father for we will win
    Kill Me Father, take My gratitude
    Burn Me Father for I have sinned
    Help Me Father for I am You
    Rape Me Father for we will win
    Kill Me Father, take My gratitude

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    Composición: Entombed y Kenth Arne Goesta Philipson

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