| 歌曲 | When the Soulreapers Cry |
| 歌手 | Manticora |
| 专辑 | The Black Circus, Pt. 2: Disclosure |
| 作曲 : Manticora | |
| SILENCE...! | |
| All the sounds have faded, everyone holds their breath | |
| Suddenly aware of the heavy smell of death | |
| Countless bodies shattered, like confetti on the floor | |
| A single voice in the corner whispers "no more" | |
| Entering the stage, floating like on shiny mist | |
| Cloaked in pitch-black, with a binding silver chime in his fist | |
| Dead eyes staring, at the dying panickering crowd | |
| As he rings the chime monotonous, ears bleeding loud | |
| Out of the sky | |
| Riding on high | |
| On wings of fire they're burning the night | |
| Sharp as a knife | |
| Destroyers of life | |
| Reaping your souls to put out your lights | |
| SOULREAPERS! | |
| Of ancient time, from forgotten stars | |
| Of unknown life, never healing scars | |
| Out of the sky | |
| Riding on high | |
| On wings of fire they're burning the night | |
| Sharp as a knife | |
| Destroyers of life | |
| Reaping your souls to put out your lights | |
| SOULREAPERS! | |
| With a piercing infernal blast, the sealing cracks to the free | |
| A black hole on the black sky, the air filled with intensity | |
| Waves of loaded energy, hits the frozen mass | |
| Followed by the roaring sound, of ignited gas | |
| Bursting out of the black, an ancient creature of old | |
| Engulfed in living flames, but still the air is cold | |
| Bodies rising from the ground, bleeding when stripped of their souls | |
| A last victorious scream, as it fades into the black hole | |
| All love's lost and all hope dies. All turns black, when the soulreapers cry |
| zuò qǔ : Manticora | |
| SILENCE...! | |
| All the sounds have faded, everyone holds their breath | |
| Suddenly aware of the heavy smell of death | |
| Countless bodies shattered, like confetti on the floor | |
| A single voice in the corner whispers " no more" | |
| Entering the stage, floating like on shiny mist | |
| Cloaked in pitchblack, with a binding silver chime in his fist | |
| Dead eyes staring, at the dying panickering crowd | |
| As he rings the chime monotonous, ears bleeding loud | |
| Out of the sky | |
| Riding on high | |
| On wings of fire they' re burning the night | |
| Sharp as a knife | |
| Destroyers of life | |
| Reaping your souls to put out your lights | |
| SOULREAPERS! | |
| Of ancient time, from forgotten stars | |
| Of unknown life, never healing scars | |
| Out of the sky | |
| Riding on high | |
| On wings of fire they' re burning the night | |
| Sharp as a knife | |
| Destroyers of life | |
| Reaping your souls to put out your lights | |
| SOULREAPERS! | |
| With a piercing infernal blast, the sealing cracks to the free | |
| A black hole on the black sky, the air filled with intensity | |
| Waves of loaded energy, hits the frozen mass | |
| Followed by the roaring sound, of ignited gas | |
| Bursting out of the black, an ancient creature of old | |
| Engulfed in living flames, but still the air is cold | |
| Bodies rising from the ground, bleeding when stripped of their souls | |
| A last victorious scream, as it fades into the black hole | |
| All love' s lost and all hope dies. All turns black, when the soulreapers cry |