| Song | Dominate |
| Artist | Morbid Angel |
| Album | Domination |
| 作词 : Azagthoth, Vincent | |
| Weak Aside - No place for those | |
| Our struggle leaves behind | |
| Our lourd won't tolerate those | |
| Whom through attrition fall | |
| We must dominate! | |
| With iron through our veins | |
| And a will made so elite | |
| Hunting for our daily bread | |
| And the sinister close in sight | |
| Hunger always drives the beast | |
| And the women fall prey | |
| We must dominate! | |
| Leading all the wonderers to certain fate | |
| Another victim reviled | |
| I'm staring at you through the eyes of the wolf | |
| Tell me who is going to save you now! | |
| Animal senses ever alert | |
| Praise Be to the father-war | |
| As a servant I am serving myself | |
| And I bathe in anticipation | |
| Unless you taste it you could never know | |
| All the power our lourd bestows | |
| With a bow and a kiss profane | |
| Be a victor or be a victim | |
| Weak Aside - No place for those | |
| Our struggle leaves behind | |
| Our lourd won't tolerate those | |
| Whom through attrition fall | |
| We must dominate! |
| zuò cí : Azagthoth, Vincent | |
| Weak Aside No place for those | |
| Our struggle leaves behind | |
| Our lourd won' t tolerate those | |
| Whom through attrition fall | |
| We must dominate! | |
| With iron through our veins | |
| And a will made so elite | |
| Hunting for our daily bread | |
| And the sinister close in sight | |
| Hunger always drives the beast | |
| And the women fall prey | |
| We must dominate! | |
| Leading all the wonderers to certain fate | |
| Another victim reviled | |
| I' m staring at you through the eyes of the wolf | |
| Tell me who is going to save you now! | |
| Animal senses ever alert | |
| Praise Be to the fatherwar | |
| As a servant I am serving myself | |
| And I bathe in anticipation | |
| Unless you taste it you could never know | |
| All the power our lourd bestows | |
| With a bow and a kiss profane | |
| Be a victor or be a victim | |
| Weak Aside No place for those | |
| Our struggle leaves behind | |
| Our lourd won' t tolerate those | |
| Whom through attrition fall | |
| We must dominate! |