| 歌曲 | Santuario Di Sangue |
| 歌手 | My Dying Bride |
| 专辑 | For Lies I Sire |
| 作曲 : My Dying Bride | |
| With your baronial motif | |
| Mankind at your feet | |
| and your opulent guests | |
| With whom you do jest | |
| The whisper of your blood | |
| The call to those you loved | |
| Who lay down for you | |
| For you to run them through | |
| Carelessly dressed | |
| I grovel highness | |
| Beneath your stars and your moon | |
| and your feminine doom | |
| Beneath the shiver of your sea | |
| and the gold that you bleed | |
| On the wings of your charm | |
| A promise of great harm | |
| The light within us fades | |
| As we shy away from day | |
| The passion of her bite | |
| and the glory of her sight | |
| In a hive of open lore | |
| We await the call to war | |
| In an issue of drying blood | |
| Lies the victim of our love | |
| Regale me with lies | |
| and punish me outright | |
| The crisis of my empire | |
| The volume of your desire | |
| Your enfolding dark | |
| Your beauty and your mark | |
| I give you my veins | |
| As we lay down in pain | |
| I couldn't help the things we did | |
| No matter where or how I hid | |
| We live for every single night | |
| Victorious in every fight |
| zuò qǔ : My Dying Bride | |
| With your baronial motif | |
| Mankind at your feet | |
| and your opulent guests | |
| With whom you do jest | |
| The whisper of your blood | |
| The call to those you loved | |
| Who lay down for you | |
| For you to run them through | |
| Carelessly dressed | |
| I grovel highness | |
| Beneath your stars and your moon | |
| and your feminine doom | |
| Beneath the shiver of your sea | |
| and the gold that you bleed | |
| On the wings of your charm | |
| A promise of great harm | |
| The light within us fades | |
| As we shy away from day | |
| The passion of her bite | |
| and the glory of her sight | |
| In a hive of open lore | |
| We await the call to war | |
| In an issue of drying blood | |
| Lies the victim of our love | |
| Regale me with lies | |
| and punish me outright | |
| The crisis of my empire | |
| The volume of your desire | |
| Your enfolding dark | |
| Your beauty and your mark | |
| I give you my veins | |
| As we lay down in pain | |
| I couldn' t help the things we did | |
| No matter where or how I hid | |
| We live for every single night | |
| Victorious in every fight |