| 歌曲 | Nemesis |
| 歌手 | Dark Fortress |
| 专辑 | Ylem |
| Thronged | |
| Herded as cattle and so unsuspecting | |
| Yet volatile | |
| Blind and deluded, you prattle | |
| Calling forth the demon | |
| Summon your king | |
| A horror on wings | |
| Primed for the slaughter | |
| Oh, how you toil | |
| While precious walls are breaking | |
| Your lies unspoiled | |
| Your souls mine for the taking | |
| And while you grope in the dark | |
| I will walk in your midst | |
| Poisoned sting at the ready | |
| And there will be no awakening | |
| Rise, minions | |
| From venom reborn | |
| Shed your innocence | |
| Let the massacre commence | |
| A simple ascent | |
| Luring in the hapless to turn on themselves | |
| Death in the air | |
| You fall | |
| Like raving fiends, you murder your own | |
| Humans will be humans | |
| When caught in my snare | |
| But the worst is yet to come | |
| As your mindless spree continues | |
| I prepare to deliver the master stroke | |
| Your gods, your progenies | |
| Your guardian angels unguarded | |
| As I approach the inner sanctum | |
| In treachery cloaked | |
| Unseeing offspring of sanctimonious bigotry | |
| Here is my gift to you | |
| My procreation in visceral blasphemy | |
| Receive my seed | |
| Slowly to incubate | |
| Deep, gorging into oblivion | |
| As your doom is plunged into your flesh | |
| As they trickle down | |
| Drip, drip, drip, one by one | |
| A living, breathing feast awaits my spawn | |
| The longer you live | |
| The stronger they’ll become inside you | |
| Ah, look at them writhe, my little ones | |
| And you will call me your god | |
| Begging me to deliverance from your sins | |
| And you won’t even know | |
| Until they eat through your skin |
| Thronged | |
| Herded as cattle and so unsuspecting | |
| Yet volatile | |
| Blind and deluded, you prattle | |
| Calling forth the demon | |
| Summon your king | |
| A horror on wings | |
| Primed for the slaughter | |
| Oh, how you toil | |
| While precious walls are breaking | |
| Your lies unspoiled | |
| Your souls mine for the taking | |
| And while you grope in the dark | |
| I will walk in your midst | |
| Poisoned sting at the ready | |
| And there will be no awakening | |
| Rise, minions | |
| From venom reborn | |
| Shed your innocence | |
| Let the massacre commence | |
| A simple ascent | |
| Luring in the hapless to turn on themselves | |
| Death in the air | |
| You fall | |
| Like raving fiends, you murder your own | |
| Humans will be humans | |
| When caught in my snare | |
| But the worst is yet to come | |
| As your mindless spree continues | |
| I prepare to deliver the master stroke | |
| Your gods, your progenies | |
| Your guardian angels unguarded | |
| As I approach the inner sanctum | |
| In treachery cloaked | |
| Unseeing offspring of sanctimonious bigotry | |
| Here is my gift to you | |
| My procreation in visceral blasphemy | |
| Receive my seed | |
| Slowly to incubate | |
| Deep, gorging into oblivion | |
| As your doom is plunged into your flesh | |
| As they trickle down | |
| Drip, drip, drip, one by one | |
| A living, breathing feast awaits my spawn | |
| The longer you live | |
| The stronger they' ll become inside you | |
| Ah, look at them writhe, my little ones | |
| And you will call me your god | |
| Begging me to deliverance from your sins | |
| And you won' t even know | |
| Until they eat through your skin |