| 歌曲 | Turning Piss into Gold |
| 歌手 | Unearthly Trance |
| 专辑 | In the Red |
| 作曲 : Lipynsky, Unearthly Trance | |
| Feeling like a rusted machine on a virgin planet | |
| Sold my whore to the religious | |
| Bought my horns from america | |
| Vacation from life, distance from self | |
| Vacuum in the blue room | |
| Disasters are my specialty | |
| I never saw a bird fly so fast away.... | |
| ....too bad my gun was sleeping | |
| Trees are falling down like sleaze on the streets | |
| Hell is where the drugs are (heaven is where the rich are) | |
| In time revelation's will rape understanding | |
| Slivering like the serpent and sinful as the metallic goat | |
| Am I the golden secret? Is silver behind me? | |
| Look at your god run like a coward! | |
| Believe me when I say Id kill you before me | |
| Come to the roasting of the language | |
| Cheers to the end of speech | |
| Burn my filthy dollar, Freedom persuaded with heat | |
| You haven't lived until you've seen a dog in church | |
| And when I sell you a cult you best pay me in drinks | |
| Or the box of truth.. | |
| You haven't lived until you've burned a flag on booze! |
| zuò qǔ : Lipynsky, Unearthly Trance | |
| Feeling like a rusted machine on a virgin planet | |
| Sold my whore to the religious | |
| Bought my horns from america | |
| Vacation from life, distance from self | |
| Vacuum in the blue room | |
| Disasters are my specialty | |
| I never saw a bird fly so fast away.... | |
| .... too bad my gun was sleeping | |
| Trees are falling down like sleaze on the streets | |
| Hell is where the drugs are heaven is where the rich are | |
| In time revelation' s will rape understanding | |
| Slivering like the serpent and sinful as the metallic goat | |
| Am I the golden secret? Is silver behind me? | |
| Look at your god run like a coward! | |
| Believe me when I say Id kill you before me | |
| Come to the roasting of the language | |
| Cheers to the end of speech | |
| Burn my filthy dollar, Freedom persuaded with heat | |
| You haven' t lived until you' ve seen a dog in church | |
| And when I sell you a cult you best pay me in drinks | |
| Or the box of truth.. | |
| You haven' t lived until you' ve burned a flag on booze! |