It started with a…
Rollin from the dawn of time
The hate machines been breakin spines
Snappin necks for respect
Our right to preach we protect
Preachers of Hate
Hells where we came from, never going back
Satans still fucked from our attack
Fuelled on booze, fuck all to lose
Drinking beer, raising fear
Preachers of Hate
Our church is always open - For those who live in spite
Your burden turns to pleasure - Your scorn it turns to smile
You've heard where we've came from now here's where we're going
Into your mind to know everything you're knowing
An ongoing trail of pain and grief
The end of time brings your only relief
Preachers of Hate
Open arms we welcome you - Conform and come right in
Torment for all who silenced you - Another war we win
It ended with a…
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