| 歌曲 | The Fall Of Men |
| 歌手 | Dagoba |
| 专辑 | What Hell is about |
| 作曲 : Dagoba, Shawter | |
| Men fall over and over again! | |
| They gave us millions of reasons to hate them | |
| Like fire needs fuel to exist | |
| Consuming our faith, the burning remains | |
| They pushed the men straight away to their fall... | |
| Fall! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Sins feed the fire... | |
| Seven billion souls for sale | |
| Thrown into a war we've already lost | |
| People fighting hard to be on the frontline | |
| We don't give a **** for their gratitude | |
| We don't wanna be the ones they want us to be... | |
| Be! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Sins feed the fire... | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ****ed or be roasted! | |
| Feel the flames... | |
| They're fighting fire with alcohol -but- | |
| Face the truth: the end begins | |
| Puking black ink, acid and shit; spitting bullshit, piss and lies | |
| Miss your home: girl, whiskey and pills and your favorite requiem | |
| Don't trust them, don't fear them, ignore them, **** them and be roasted. | |
| Then feel the flames. |
| zuò qǔ : Dagoba, Shawter | |
| Men fall over and over again! | |
| They gave us millions of reasons to hate them | |
| Like fire needs fuel to exist | |
| Consuming our faith, the burning remains | |
| They pushed the men straight away to their fall... | |
| Fall! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Sins feed the fire... | |
| Seven billion souls for sale | |
| Thrown into a war we' ve already lost | |
| People fighting hard to be on the frontline | |
| We don' t give a for their gratitude | |
| We don' t wanna be the ones they want us to be... | |
| Be! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Sins feed the fire... | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Be ed or be roasted! | |
| Feel the flames... | |
| They' re fighting fire with alcohol but | |
| Face the truth: the end begins | |
| Puking black ink, acid and shit spitting bullshit, piss and lies | |
| Miss your home: girl, whiskey and pills and your favorite requiem | |
| Don' t trust them, don' t fear them, ignore them, them and be roasted. | |
| Then feel the flames. |