| 歌曲 | The Unflesh |
| 歌手 | Dark Fortress |
| 专辑 | Eidolon |
| 作曲 : Morean, Santura | |
| Simian moths in search, | |
| Of metanoia and illuminance, | |
| Exuberant dismay they will reap, | |
| Condemnation decomposes sanity | |
| Through inhumanity and putrification, | |
| A plunge towards hopeless, dismal death. | |
| Another pawn has taken the fall, | |
| A mind unsound and rotted, | |
| Put him up against the wall, | |
| Along with the tortured, the raped, | |
| And the gutted. | |
| The unflesh is burning... | |
| And when the shell of mortal breath has ruptured, | |
| When existence has been wiped | |
| Off the portal of perception, | |
| When, freed of shape or heart, | |
| Anon succumbs to life-defying rapture, | |
| At last, the truth be shown. | |
| And the deprivation has just begun, | |
| Unseen chasms of perdition await, | |
| The very fabric of the soul comes undone, | |
| Never to abate, the gulf digests them one by one... | |
| The unflesh is burning... | |
| And when the shell of mortal breath has ruptured, | |
| When existence has been wiped | |
| Off the portal of perception, | |
| When, freed of shape or heart, | |
| Anon succumbs to life-defying rapture, | |
| At last, the truth be shown. |
| zuò qǔ : Morean, Santura | |
| Simian moths in search, | |
| Of metanoia and illuminance, | |
| Exuberant dismay they will reap, | |
| Condemnation decomposes sanity | |
| Through inhumanity and putrification, | |
| A plunge towards hopeless, dismal death. | |
| Another pawn has taken the fall, | |
| A mind unsound and rotted, | |
| Put him up against the wall, | |
| Along with the tortured, the raped, | |
| And the gutted. | |
| The unflesh is burning... | |
| And when the shell of mortal breath has ruptured, | |
| When existence has been wiped | |
| Off the portal of perception, | |
| When, freed of shape or heart, | |
| Anon succumbs to lifedefying rapture, | |
| At last, the truth be shown. | |
| And the deprivation has just begun, | |
| Unseen chasms of perdition await, | |
| The very fabric of the soul comes undone, | |
| Never to abate, the gulf digests them one by one... | |
| The unflesh is burning... | |
| And when the shell of mortal breath has ruptured, | |
| When existence has been wiped | |
| Off the portal of perception, | |
| When, freed of shape or heart, | |
| Anon succumbs to lifedefying rapture, | |
| At last, the truth be shown. |