Eternal Refuge

de 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
Fuck!

By now I should be fucking dead
But these sacred grounds I still tread
Never underestimate immortality
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
Scum of the earth
You're all a fucking waste

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

No heretic will stop what is invincible
How could I thank you for your time

I assure everything isn't what it seems to be
I assure everything isn't what it seems to be

Fuck your faith
Fuck your kind
Fuck your ways
Fuck your world
Fuck your faith
Fuck your kind
Fuck your ways
Fuck your world

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