Provoking The Prophet letra

You make me want to break your face
Just pull the spine right through your mouth
I must degrade your god and his holy grace
To say you're sorry is to late
(You must know how I hate)

So now the war is on

It's sad to see that you believe
I spit on faith and on your kong
I must degrade your god
And his rotten lies
Provoking is the only way

Peeling your skin with my hands
So dead but yet so sweet

Rip it out
The heart of your son
Taste the blood and justify
Understand all the misery
You're in charge of our misery

Corporation 187 - Letras

• 2nd Pain
• Cardiac
• Caught Inside Your Mind
• Frustrations
• Ghosts Of Confusion
• Hope Is Lost
• Hypnotic Illusions
• I'm The New Messiah
• Liquid Truth
• Low-pitched
• Madhouse
• My Life To Kill
• My Sickness
• Newcomers Of Sin
• Paralyzed
• Perfection In Pain
• Provoking The Prophet
• Question The Light
• Religious Connection
• Souls
• Strange Is Strong
• Straw Coloured Corpse
• Subliminal Fear
• Suffer As One
• Teaching The Sick, Feeding The Dead
• The Joy Of Being Addicted
• Thursday-Night Aggression
• Violated Relation
• Virus Nation
• With Your Sins