PHM

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…