| 歌曲 | Resurrection machine |
| 歌手 | Hate |
| 专辑 | Morphosis |
| In this sadness we rot | |
| In the graveyard of immortals | |
| We’re reborn, we’ve seen the light | |
| Of the mourning sun-rise! | |
| Hold the curse of mortality | |
| Death comes down on the flesh | |
| Once we used to be tyrants | |
| Now we’re icons of pain and regret | |
| Tired faded words that once held identity | |
| Embrace now your destiny | |
| Lift your wings! | |
| Let the drums play louder | |
| To the silence beyon our fate | |
| There’s bloodshed up there | |
| On the cross to celebrate, yea! | |
| Our bodies lie cold | |
| Inside coffins of gold and silk | |
| Once we used to be tyrants | |
| Now we’re icons of pain to be burned... | |
| Tired faded souls come embrace now your destiny | |
| Cast down mortality, lift your wings and be free | |
| No death to come, wash away the agony | |
| Restore thy identity... | |
| Awaken from mortality | |
| Let me be your crucified god | |
| Million souls to steal | |
| By the resurrection machine | |
| We hail downfall! we hail the pain! | |
| We serve the rain of black tears | |
| And blood of the innocent spilled | |
| Without us you’ll fade | |
| You’ll not remain | |
| Cause we’re one blood and soul | |
| Of the same machine | |
| Let me be your crucified god... | |
| We hail downfall! we hail the pain! | |
| We serve the rain of black tears | |
| And blood of the innocent spilled | |
| Without us you’ll fade | |
| You’ll not remain | |
| Cause we’re one blood and soul | |
| Of the same machine | |
| Let me be your crucified god... |
| In this sadness we rot | |
| In the graveyard of immortals | |
| We' re reborn, we' ve seen the light | |
| Of the mourning sunrise! | |
| Hold the curse of mortality | |
| Death comes down on the flesh | |
| Once we used to be tyrants | |
| Now we' re icons of pain and regret | |
| Tired faded words that once held identity | |
| Embrace now your destiny | |
| Lift your wings! | |
| Let the drums play louder | |
| To the silence beyon our fate | |
| There' s bloodshed up there | |
| On the cross to celebrate, yea! | |
| Our bodies lie cold | |
| Inside coffins of gold and silk | |
| Once we used to be tyrants | |
| Now we' re icons of pain to be burned... | |
| Tired faded souls come embrace now your destiny | |
| Cast down mortality, lift your wings and be free | |
| No death to come, wash away the agony | |
| Restore thy identity... | |
| Awaken from mortality | |
| Let me be your crucified god | |
| Million souls to steal | |
| By the resurrection machine | |
| We hail downfall! we hail the pain! | |
| We serve the rain of black tears | |
| And blood of the innocent spilled | |
| Without us you' ll fade | |
| You' ll not remain | |
| Cause we' re one blood and soul | |
| Of the same machine | |
| Let me be your crucified god... | |
| We hail downfall! we hail the pain! | |
| We serve the rain of black tears | |
| And blood of the innocent spilled | |
| Without us you' ll fade | |
| You' ll not remain | |
| Cause we' re one blood and soul | |
| Of the same machine | |
| Let me be your crucified god... |