| Song | Eternal Refuge |
| Artist | Whitechapel |
| Album | This Is Exile |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bozeman, Whitechapel | |
| My eyes are slowly dilating pure white | |
| Skin stretched as if about to tear | |
| There's a wretched stench of rotting limbs | |
| Erect I am from this smell | |
| Pain, please end the pain | |
| I submit to whoever is causing this pain | |
| In a sense | |
| I enjoy the agony | |
| Subconsciously | |
| I am aroused | |
| By now I should be fucking dead | |
| But these sacred grounds | |
| I still tread | |
| Never underestimate immortality | |
| My memory is slowly wallowing back | |
| I have the power of possession in my hands | |
| Becoming stronger every step that | |
| I take I will destroy what has done this to me | |
| Human scum will abide by my words | |
| This planet is doomed | |
| Pray for a savior to liberate your kind | |
| Beg for peace | |
| It will expire | |
| I am here | |
| To seal your fucking fate | |
| Scum of the earth | |
| You're all a fucking waste of life | |
| No heretic will stop what is invincible | |
| How could | |
| I thank you for your time | |
| My name will forever live inside those who appreciate | |
| The absence of light and suffering | |
| I assure everything isn't what it seems to be | |
| Fuck your faith | |
| Fuck your kind | |
| Fuck your ways | |
| Fuck your world |
| zuo qu : Bozeman, Whitechapel | |
| My eyes are slowly dilating pure white | |
| Skin stretched as if about to tear | |
| There' s a wretched stench of rotting limbs | |
| Erect I am from this smell | |
| Pain, please end the pain | |
| I submit to whoever is causing this pain | |
| In a sense | |
| I enjoy the agony | |
| Subconsciously | |
| I am aroused | |
| By now I should be fucking dead | |
| But these sacred grounds | |
| I still tread | |
| Never underestimate immortality | |
| My memory is slowly wallowing back | |
| I have the power of possession in my hands | |
| Becoming stronger every step that | |
| I take I will destroy what has done this to me | |
| Human scum will abide by my words | |
| This planet is doomed | |
| Pray for a savior to liberate your kind | |
| Beg for peace | |
| It will expire | |
| I am here | |
| To seal your fucking fate | |
| Scum of the earth | |
| You' re all a fucking waste of life | |
| No heretic will stop what is invincible | |
| How could | |
| I thank you for your time | |
| My name will forever live inside those who appreciate | |
| The absence of light and suffering | |
| I assure everything isn' t what it seems to be | |
| Fuck your faith | |
| Fuck your kind | |
| Fuck your ways | |
| Fuck your world |
| zuò qǔ : Bozeman, Whitechapel | |
| My eyes are slowly dilating pure white | |
| Skin stretched as if about to tear | |
| There' s a wretched stench of rotting limbs | |
| Erect I am from this smell | |
| Pain, please end the pain | |
| I submit to whoever is causing this pain | |
| In a sense | |
| I enjoy the agony | |
| Subconsciously | |
| I am aroused | |
| By now I should be fucking dead | |
| But these sacred grounds | |
| I still tread | |
| Never underestimate immortality | |
| My memory is slowly wallowing back | |
| I have the power of possession in my hands | |
| Becoming stronger every step that | |
| I take I will destroy what has done this to me | |
| Human scum will abide by my words | |
| This planet is doomed | |
| Pray for a savior to liberate your kind | |
| Beg for peace | |
| It will expire | |
| I am here | |
| To seal your fucking fate | |
| Scum of the earth | |
| You' re all a fucking waste of life | |
| No heretic will stop what is invincible | |
| How could | |
| I thank you for your time | |
| My name will forever live inside those who appreciate | |
| The absence of light and suffering | |
| I assure everything isn' t what it seems to be | |
| Fuck your faith | |
| Fuck your kind | |
| Fuck your ways | |
| Fuck your world |