Reprogrammed to Hate - Whitechapel

Why have a plan for humanity when you haven’t done anything yourself?

If I were you I’d run and hide because a beautiful darkness has arrived

The one you call father, is dead and gone

I slit his throat, I slit his throat

Resurrected him and did it again

This bitter world is in my hands

No false pretentiousness son of man will inhibit the structures I’ve devised

Beneath the clouded smoke, beneath the acid rain

The tombs of a fallen race are revived and reprogrammed to hate

Reprogrammed to hate

But why have a plan for humanity when you haven’t done anything yourself?

If I were you I’d run and hide because a beautiful darkness has arrived

The one you call father, is dead and gone

I slit his throat, I slit his throat

Resurrected him and did it again

These drones of hell, will rid the smell, of putrid human failure!

Man, is, his, own, worst, enemy

How could you hope, how could you dream for such impossibilities?

Man, is, his, own, worst, enemy

Man, is, his own worst enemy

Man, is, his own worst enemy!

What doesn’t kill you makes, you a victim of eternal torture

What doesn’t kill you makes, you a victim of infernal flames

This isn’t a plea for power, it’s the beginning of a revolution

The revolution of extermination, the revolution of total control

I have nothing, nothing to hide!

I am the alpha and the omega!

I have nothing, nothing to hide!

Imprisoned with no afterlife!

Why have a plan for humanity when you haven’t done anything yourself

If I were you I’d run and hide because a beautiful darkness has arrived

Why have a plan for humanity when you haven’t done anything yourself

If I were you I’d run and hide