| 歌曲 | Makers of Nihility |
| 歌手 | AngelMaker |
| 专辑 | Decay |
| 作词 : Jesse Price/Michael Greenwood/Matt Perrine/Casey Tyson-Pearce/Cole Rideout/Colton Bennett | |
| 作曲 : Jesse Price/Michael Greenwood/Matt Perrine/Casey Tyson-Pearce/Cole Rideout/Colton Bennett | |
| Whats all the trouble | |
| What is your state of mind? | |
| Are you afraid to leave this ****ing world all behind? | |
| When will you contemplate | |
| The possibility | |
| That there is nothing more than your own contortion of your entity | |
| I am in control of my own life | |
| How are we sure we're not just the smoke on the horizon? | |
| Slowly passing agonizing | |
| Along with the wind to dissolve into the rest of fate | |
| Fascinated in conclusion desolation | |
| I will fall into the far corners | |
| Of torment as I rot and lament | |
| Till Im sick and I'm bent in the arms of suffocation | |
| No more will I last and this life will just pass | |
| Do I advocate demise? | |
| What do you see in your own eyes | |
| Why don't we all give up? | |
| Existence is your own | |
| Between the mystics and the thrown | |
| The power leads you to believe | |
| That death is the wrong answering | |
| Watch as the torment tears and contorts | |
| With your sanity | |
| Your mind is bent by the | |
| Makers of Nihility | |
| Our fire burns | |
| We'll always fight | |
| Our fire burns | |
| To live or die | |
| Die | |
| I will not bow the **** down | |
| Bow the **** down to me | |
| Bow the **** down | |
| Bow the **** down to me | |
| Bow the **** down |
| zuò cí : Jesse Price Michael Greenwood Matt Perrine Casey TysonPearce Cole Rideout Colton Bennett | |
| zuò qǔ : Jesse Price Michael Greenwood Matt Perrine Casey TysonPearce Cole Rideout Colton Bennett | |
| Whats all the trouble | |
| What is your state of mind? | |
| Are you afraid to leave this ing world all behind? | |
| When will you contemplate | |
| The possibility | |
| That there is nothing more than your own contortion of your entity | |
| I am in control of my own life | |
| How are we sure we' re not just the smoke on the horizon? | |
| Slowly passing agonizing | |
| Along with the wind to dissolve into the rest of fate | |
| Fascinated in conclusion desolation | |
| I will fall into the far corners | |
| Of torment as I rot and lament | |
| Till Im sick and I' m bent in the arms of suffocation | |
| No more will I last and this life will just pass | |
| Do I advocate demise? | |
| What do you see in your own eyes | |
| Why don' t we all give up? | |
| Existence is your own | |
| Between the mystics and the thrown | |
| The power leads you to believe | |
| That death is the wrong answering | |
| Watch as the torment tears and contorts | |
| With your sanity | |
| Your mind is bent by the | |
| Makers of Nihility | |
| Our fire burns | |
| We' ll always fight | |
| Our fire burns | |
| To live or die | |
| Die | |
| I will not bow the down | |
| Bow the down to me | |
| Bow the down | |
| Bow the down to me | |
| Bow the down |