Divine Object Of Hatred Lyrics - Singles - Henry Rollins

They've killed me 

They've tied my hands with rope 

And now they drag me up the street 

A woman is struggling to kick me in my skull 

If she could she would kill me again 

I can see her teeth shine 

As she kicks at my dirt covered eyes so blind 

Oh mother they hate me so much 

The hatred's real 

And now it's mine 

They sit below me 

Stare up and shout threats at my nakedness 

Their tongues are hanging from out of their mouths 

I hope they don't tear me limb from limb 

So much noise 

So much hatred 

So much violence 

They love me 

Oh they'd kill to have me 

They'd have to kill me 

They're hatred's pure, I am devine 

When you kick me / when you rape me 

When you burn me / when you break me 

When you cut me / I am devine 

Your devine object of hatred 

Show me how you really are 

Show me how you really feel 

Let me know you really care 

Let me know your hatred's real 

I trust you when you hate me 

Abuse me with all your heart 

It's why I'm here 

I'm your devine object of hatred