| Song | Carving Out The Eyes Of God |
| Artist | Goatwhore |
| Album | Carving Out The Eyes Of God |
| 作曲 : Duet, Falgoust, Simmons | |
| Bastards of madness | |
| Call out this prayer of vengeance | |
| Speaking to enemies through these wounds of redemption | |
| Tearing out their eyes with horror | |
| Behold this chosen new devise | |
| As the silence pleads this forgiveness | |
| A senseless begging for absolution | |
| Upon this entrance into oblivion | |
| This fallen angel of defiance, destitute to isolation | |
| Hold tight to liberation, in the form of reprisal | |
| Project of this restored frame, in these pain filled alterations | |
| This new threat of changing life restless in this completion | |
| Powerless you crawl like pigs | |
| Soon to be slaughtered | |
| Suckling to a faith that you avidly hoped would save you all | |
| These offerings will bring us our justice. | |
| For these years of diluted lies | |
| The answers to our freedom | |
| The answer to the death of gods | |
| These hands held into the sky so the dark | |
| Winds can taste the blood of murder | |
| As the blackest hearts obey thoughts of evil | |
| Deathlorn rites, endure the lust for revenge | |
| Surrender the state of embracement and release | |
| This life from the dark interiors | |
| Discomfort of this assisted torment is given in these regards | |
| A scourge of awakening | |
| Prisoned in the rites of blood | |
| Bestowed with ancient plagues, we will forge a disease | |
| Of rape upon your ideals | |
| Within this lifeblood we will find the truths as blades | |
| Slice open their necks | |
| The answers to our freedom | |
| The answer to the death of gods | |
| Once reconstructed the swarm will digest | |
| The souls of this imperfection | |
| Sterilizing faith bringer has discharged | |
| This assembly of this damnation | |
| Burden me with your weak | |
| Curse me with your sick | |
| In blood filled walls I lie confined | |
| Carving out the blind eye of god |
| zuò qǔ : Duet, Falgoust, Simmons | |
| Bastards of madness | |
| Call out this prayer of vengeance | |
| Speaking to enemies through these wounds of redemption | |
| Tearing out their eyes with horror | |
| Behold this chosen new devise | |
| As the silence pleads this forgiveness | |
| A senseless begging for absolution | |
| Upon this entrance into oblivion | |
| This fallen angel of defiance, destitute to isolation | |
| Hold tight to liberation, in the form of reprisal | |
| Project of this restored frame, in these pain filled alterations | |
| This new threat of changing life restless in this completion | |
| Powerless you crawl like pigs | |
| Soon to be slaughtered | |
| Suckling to a faith that you avidly hoped would save you all | |
| These offerings will bring us our justice. | |
| For these years of diluted lies | |
| The answers to our freedom | |
| The answer to the death of gods | |
| These hands held into the sky so the dark | |
| Winds can taste the blood of murder | |
| As the blackest hearts obey thoughts of evil | |
| Deathlorn rites, endure the lust for revenge | |
| Surrender the state of embracement and release | |
| This life from the dark interiors | |
| Discomfort of this assisted torment is given in these regards | |
| A scourge of awakening | |
| Prisoned in the rites of blood | |
| Bestowed with ancient plagues, we will forge a disease | |
| Of rape upon your ideals | |
| Within this lifeblood we will find the truths as blades | |
| Slice open their necks | |
| The answers to our freedom | |
| The answer to the death of gods | |
| Once reconstructed the swarm will digest | |
| The souls of this imperfection | |
| Sterilizing faith bringer has discharged | |
| This assembly of this damnation | |
| Burden me with your weak | |
| Curse me with your sick | |
| In blood filled walls I lie confined | |
| Carving out the blind eye of god |