Reprogrammed to Hate Songtext
von 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