| 歌曲 | Heavenly perverse |
| 歌手 | Dimmu Borgir |
| 专辑 | Death Cult Armageddon |
| 作曲 : Vortex/Galder/Shagrath | |
| 作词 : Silenoz | |
| Devoted to your own opiate | |
| In escapades from discontentment | |
| Are you shutting off from the outside world | |
| To reflect on your mind shallow gutter? | |
| For this is your empire | |
| This is your intrigue | |
| Here you own them all | |
| Here you seal the deed | |
| Contaminated from the spree of self salvation | |
| To keep the fever flowing in the veins | |
| Prominently manipulating heaven and hell | |
| Does your sophistically discreet interlude | |
| Maintain stories not to be revealed? | |
| In your search for redemption | |
| Greed and lies become the savior | |
| Through the lecherous eyes disgust withstand | |
| For are not these the windows to your soul? | |
| Fatherly fornication of sweat lips in dismay | |
| Repeatedly unlocking the vaults to the holocaust | |
| The dormant prodigy seeks it's reason for rebirth | |
| But it will never, never gain the strength | |
| A surrender in superficial scorn | |
| The rape of an ever unborn | |
| Seeds have been planted in the name of the son | |
| Until this day, ungodliness is yet to be gone | |
| Sacramental suicide amidst the flow of virgin vine | |
| The only way to comfort the defeat | |
| A surrender in superficial scorn | |
| The rape of an ever unborn | |
| Seeds have been planted in the name of the son | |
| Until this day, ungodliness is yet to be gone | |
| Regrets can no longer find it's ways | |
| Streams of innocent bitter tears flowing down the drain | |
| Mirrored in the haze of a partaker's eyes |
| zuò qǔ : Vortex Galder Shagrath | |
| zuò cí : Silenoz | |
| Devoted to your own opiate | |
| In escapades from discontentment | |
| Are you shutting off from the outside world | |
| To reflect on your mind shallow gutter? | |
| For this is your empire | |
| This is your intrigue | |
| Here you own them all | |
| Here you seal the deed | |
| Contaminated from the spree of self salvation | |
| To keep the fever flowing in the veins | |
| Prominently manipulating heaven and hell | |
| Does your sophistically discreet interlude | |
| Maintain stories not to be revealed? | |
| In your search for redemption | |
| Greed and lies become the savior | |
| Through the lecherous eyes disgust withstand | |
| For are not these the windows to your soul? | |
| Fatherly fornication of sweat lips in dismay | |
| Repeatedly unlocking the vaults to the holocaust | |
| The dormant prodigy seeks it' s reason for rebirth | |
| But it will never, never gain the strength | |
| A surrender in superficial scorn | |
| The rape of an ever unborn | |
| Seeds have been planted in the name of the son | |
| Until this day, ungodliness is yet to be gone | |
| Sacramental suicide amidst the flow of virgin vine | |
| The only way to comfort the defeat | |
| A surrender in superficial scorn | |
| The rape of an ever unborn | |
| Seeds have been planted in the name of the son | |
| Until this day, ungodliness is yet to be gone | |
| Regrets can no longer find it' s ways | |
| Streams of innocent bitter tears flowing down the drain | |
| Mirrored in the haze of a partaker' s eyes |