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
