| Song | The Sanctuary |
| Artist | Counterparts |
| Album | Prophets |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We are now rooted in the ground that we were born into | |
| And this is where we come from, | |
| Where we will remain. | |
| This place may have its' flaws, | |
| But I can always call the pavement we now stand upon 'my home'. | |
| This is our home. | |
| Through both the areas of wealth and poverty, | |
| I appreciate every inch of our city. | |
| And I don't know if I could ever leave. | |
| Our sanctuary, | |
| Our stomping ground, | |
| Our territory, | |
| Our fucking home. | |
| Love where you came from, | |
| This is your home. | |
| This is my home. |