| Song | Jesus Wept |
| Artist | Suffocation |
| Album | Human Waste |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barohn, Cerrito, Hobbs | |
| JESUS WEPT | |
| Your entire life, your religion is embedded in your mind. | |
| Words spoken from a book, tell you never to change. | |
| After death you a taught, your soul will cleansed. | |
| But even reduced to ashes, the misery still prevails. | |
| The day has finally come for you to be put to rest. | |
| As your body enters the furnace. | |
| Searing fire begins it's path. | |
| As your entity begins it's path. | |
| There will be no rebirth of your soul. | |
| Emptiness that clouds your depression. | |
| Forced in to see the light, knowing Jesus wept. | |
| Only one thing clinging to your mind. | |
| The prayers to the feeble god whome you once believed in. | |
| Looking at the mortals from your cauldron of pain. | |
| Weeping as you know nothing will make this end. | |
| But now an even greater pain engulfs you. | |
| Reincremation did yuo no good, return to inflict others. | |
| Your credulous family somehow hears your pitiful cries. | |
| They take the urn which contains what is left of your mortal life. | |
| It's taken back to the crematory to attempt once again. | |
| The brutal burning of your soul, thought to cleanse. |
| zuo ci : Barohn, Cerrito, Hobbs | |
| JESUS WEPT | |
| Your entire life, your religion is embedded in your mind. | |
| Words spoken from a book, tell you never to change. | |
| After death you a taught, your soul will cleansed. | |
| But even reduced to ashes, the misery still prevails. | |
| The day has finally come for you to be put to rest. | |
| As your body enters the furnace. | |
| Searing fire begins it' s path. | |
| As your entity begins it' s path. | |
| There will be no rebirth of your soul. | |
| Emptiness that clouds your depression. | |
| Forced in to see the light, knowing Jesus wept. | |
| Only one thing clinging to your mind. | |
| The prayers to the feeble god whome you once believed in. | |
| Looking at the mortals from your cauldron of pain. | |
| Weeping as you know nothing will make this end. | |
| But now an even greater pain engulfs you. | |
| Reincremation did yuo no good, return to inflict others. | |
| Your credulous family somehow hears your pitiful cries. | |
| They take the urn which contains what is left of your mortal life. | |
| It' s taken back to the crematory to attempt once again. | |
| The brutal burning of your soul, thought to cleanse. |
| zuò cí : Barohn, Cerrito, Hobbs | |
| JESUS WEPT | |
| Your entire life, your religion is embedded in your mind. | |
| Words spoken from a book, tell you never to change. | |
| After death you a taught, your soul will cleansed. | |
| But even reduced to ashes, the misery still prevails. | |
| The day has finally come for you to be put to rest. | |
| As your body enters the furnace. | |
| Searing fire begins it' s path. | |
| As your entity begins it' s path. | |
| There will be no rebirth of your soul. | |
| Emptiness that clouds your depression. | |
| Forced in to see the light, knowing Jesus wept. | |
| Only one thing clinging to your mind. | |
| The prayers to the feeble god whome you once believed in. | |
| Looking at the mortals from your cauldron of pain. | |
| Weeping as you know nothing will make this end. | |
| But now an even greater pain engulfs you. | |
| Reincremation did yuo no good, return to inflict others. | |
| Your credulous family somehow hears your pitiful cries. | |
| They take the urn which contains what is left of your mortal life. | |
| It' s taken back to the crematory to attempt once again. | |
| The brutal burning of your soul, thought to cleanse. |