Hate Worldwide

Tornado (Amsterdam)

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    Suicide, I'm not the only one
    Homicide, with it on my mind
    Genocide, terrorist everywhere
    Matricide, killings have begun

    The coroner is breathing up and down my neck
    He wants my body zipped inside a bag
    And every time I turn and look around
    Someone is standing there waiting to attack

    Pestilence, spreading across the land
    Obedience, follow my command
    Decadence, age of caligula
    Arrogance, hiding in uniform

    There's the coroner following me again
    And in his hands is that body bag

    I deny that I hate mankind
    But I won't deny that murder's on my mind
    Because life is a gift that some don't deserve
    And I would love to see the day where
    The scum is rid from this earth

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    Terror strikes, those who live in fear
    Surgical strike, death from above
    Hunger strike, are you shitting me?
    Lightning strikes, tell me where to hide

    The coroner is breathing up and down my neck
    He wants my body zipped inside a bag
    And every time I turn and look around
    Someone is standing there waiting to attack

    Stereotype, niggers, jews and fags
    Monotype, what are you looking at?
    Blood type, spilled on my hands
    Are you my type, hate everywhere

    There's the coroner following me again
    And in his hands is that body bag

    I deny that I hate mankind
    But I won't deny that murder's on my mind
    Because life is a gift that some don't deserve
    And I would love to see the day where
    The scum is rid from this earth

    Terrorist, I want the world to heal
    Nationalist, I want the world to heal
    Racist, I want the world to heal
    I'm pissed, I want the world to heal

    The coroner is breathing up and down my neck
    He wants my body zipped inside a bag
    And every time I turn and look around
    Someone is standing there waiting to attack

    I deny that I hate mankind
    But I won't deny that murder's on my mind
    Because life is a gift that some don't deserve
    And I would love to see the day where
    The scum is rid from this earth

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    Composición: Joey Severance y Michiel Rutten

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