| 歌曲 | Masquerade in Blood |
| 歌手 | Sodom |
| 专辑 | Masquerade in Blood |
| 作词 : Angelripper, Stief Und ... | |
| Flames of red they escape the fire | |
| The battle rages on, violation of minds | |
| Wiped out everyone who will stand in their path | |
| Replacing the life by the foul stench of death | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Wide-spreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood | |
| Like a new-born that squalls as it takes the first breath | |
| He cries to the war because he ain't got no brain | |
| Mounted on horseback the devil in man | |
| This white livered general, this killing friend | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Wide-spreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood | |
| With brutal destruction they scatter their bombs | |
| Don't care about children who'll scream and burn | |
| The shadows of murderer will cover the light | |
| Producing the face that nevermore smile | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Wide-spreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood | |
| This vulture will desecrated | |
| By arrogance and deadly hatred | |
| Their names are standing for the wrong direction | |
| In a time when god gives no more protection | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Wide-spreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood |
| zuò cí : Angelripper, Stief Und ... | |
| Flames of red they escape the fire | |
| The battle rages on, violation of minds | |
| Wiped out everyone who will stand in their path | |
| Replacing the life by the foul stench of death | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Widespreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood | |
| Like a newborn that squalls as it takes the first breath | |
| He cries to the war because he ain' t got no brain | |
| Mounted on horseback the devil in man | |
| This white livered general, this killing friend | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Widespreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood | |
| With brutal destruction they scatter their bombs | |
| Don' t care about children who' ll scream and burn | |
| The shadows of murderer will cover the light | |
| Producing the face that nevermore smile | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Widespreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood | |
| This vulture will desecrated | |
| By arrogance and deadly hatred | |
| Their names are standing for the wrong direction | |
| In a time when god gives no more protection | |
| Corpses of the wicked | |
| Widespreading grief and terror | |
| The sacred rise above | |
| Seeking to the ground | |
| Deadringers, warmongers, hypochrists | |
| Masquerade in blood |