| 歌曲 | Hate Song |
| 歌手 | The Haunted |
| 专辑 | Warning Shots |
| 作词 : Dolving, Jensen | |
| Two and twenty for the hole in you. | |
| A meat cleaver comb to run you through. | |
| Lethal gas will make you cough. | |
| A car crash scene to finish it off. | |
| Pain! | |
| True definition | |
| Truth is pain | |
| Truly addicted. | |
| So don't you worry about your earthly rest, | |
| I'll dig the ****ing hole myself. | |
| Pain! | |
| Truly addicted | |
| Life is pain | |
| I am addicted | |
| to this pain | |
| Hate song!...(I live to bury you)... | |
| Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you. | |
| I get off and I wish that you could too! | |
| Open chest tickle will quiver your bones. | |
| Just lay back and chill. 'cos I run this show. | |
| Pain! | |
| Truly addicted | |
| Life is pain | |
| Life is infected | |
| by this pain...... | |
| Hate song!...(I live to bury you)... | |
| There's no need to explain, | |
| you know who you are. | |
| I deliver the pain, | |
| I'm the baddest by far... | |
| Die onehundredthousand times, | |
| One million ways to...Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! | |
| Hate song! | |
| Lifelong! | |
| Hate song! |
| zuò cí : Dolving, Jensen | |
| Two and twenty for the hole in you. | |
| A meat cleaver comb to run you through. | |
| Lethal gas will make you cough. | |
| A car crash scene to finish it off. | |
| Pain! | |
| True definition | |
| Truth is pain | |
| Truly addicted. | |
| So don' t you worry about your earthly rest, | |
| I' ll dig the ing hole myself. | |
| Pain! | |
| Truly addicted | |
| Life is pain | |
| I am addicted | |
| to this pain | |
| Hate song!... I live to bury you... | |
| Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you. | |
| I get off and I wish that you could too! | |
| Open chest tickle will quiver your bones. | |
| Just lay back and chill. ' cos I run this show. | |
| Pain! | |
| Truly addicted | |
| Life is pain | |
| Life is infected | |
| by this pain...... | |
| Hate song!... I live to bury you... | |
| There' s no need to explain, | |
| you know who you are. | |
| I deliver the pain, | |
| I' m the baddest by far... | |
| Die onehundredthousand times, | |
| One million ways to... Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! | |
| Hate song! | |
| Lifelong! | |
| Hate song! |