| 歌曲 | Infanticide |
| 歌手 | HITOBASHIRA(人柱乐队) |
| 专辑 | Hitobashira |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : HITOBASHIRA(人柱乐队) | |
| 作词 : HITOBASHIRA(人柱乐队) | |
| Skin peels | |
| Freeing imprisoned bones | |
| A deal | |
| Signed by the dying moans | |
| Maggots imbibing pus, spewing from within us | |
| Gorging on rotten flesh, the stench of death is fresh | |
| Maggots imbibing pus, spewing from within us | |
| Gorging on rotten flesh, the stench of death is fresh | |
| Hounds bite | |
| Eating the hand that feeds | |
| Parasites | |
| Lacing the corpse with seeds | |
| The mother consumes her child | |
| Can never assume the wild | |
| Brains decay in the skull | |
| A meal to cull | |
| Screaming without a tongue | |
| The sound goes numb | |
| Eyes burn | |
| With the truth they're shown | |
| Return | |
| Into the dark unknown | |
| Return | |
| Return | |
| Into the dark unknown |
| zuo qu : HITOBASHIRA ren zhu yue dui | |
| zuo ci : HITOBASHIRA ren zhu yue dui | |
| Skin peels | |
| Freeing imprisoned bones | |
| A deal | |
| Signed by the dying moans | |
| Maggots imbibing pus, spewing from within us | |
| Gorging on rotten flesh, the stench of death is fresh | |
| Maggots imbibing pus, spewing from within us | |
| Gorging on rotten flesh, the stench of death is fresh | |
| Hounds bite | |
| Eating the hand that feeds | |
| Parasites | |
| Lacing the corpse with seeds | |
| The mother consumes her child | |
| Can never assume the wild | |
| Brains decay in the skull | |
| A meal to cull | |
| Screaming without a tongue | |
| The sound goes numb | |
| Eyes burn | |
| With the truth they' re shown | |
| Return | |
| Into the dark unknown | |
| Return | |
| Return | |
| Into the dark unknown |
| zuò qǔ : HITOBASHIRA rén zhù yuè duì | |
| zuò cí : HITOBASHIRA rén zhù yuè duì | |
| Skin peels | |
| Freeing imprisoned bones | |
| A deal | |
| Signed by the dying moans | |
| Maggots imbibing pus, spewing from within us | |
| Gorging on rotten flesh, the stench of death is fresh | |
| Maggots imbibing pus, spewing from within us | |
| Gorging on rotten flesh, the stench of death is fresh | |
| Hounds bite | |
| Eating the hand that feeds | |
| Parasites | |
| Lacing the corpse with seeds | |
| The mother consumes her child | |
| Can never assume the wild | |
| Brains decay in the skull | |
| A meal to cull | |
| Screaming without a tongue | |
| The sound goes numb | |
| Eyes burn | |
| With the truth they' re shown | |
| Return | |
| Into the dark unknown | |
| Return | |
| Return | |
| Into the dark unknown |