| Song | It's Nights Like This That Keep Us Alive |
| Artist | Himsa |
| Album | Courting Tragedy and Disaster |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Himsa | |
| Carve the eyes out of our heads and slash our tongues if we scream | |
| Throw the noose around the necks of the kin who sew and seek | |
| For we are distant and too far fetched from the themes of unrest | |
| Diverse in resistance - revamped in defying threat | |
| Its nights like this that keep us alive | |
| They shed our skin by the host of salvation | |
| By the skin of my teeth retributions made serene | |
| We never wanted it to be like this | |
| We never wanted sympathy | |
| Those eyes like knives throw a soiled glance of suicide | |
| This torrid struggle is carnage to their fear | |
| Master to servant gagged by tourniquet | |
| Save your breath and savor this moment | |
| For the oath of onslaught in spitting vile | |
| Brings a pompous death to your throne | |
| Its nights like this that keep us alive |
| zuo qu : Himsa | |
| Carve the eyes out of our heads and slash our tongues if we scream | |
| Throw the noose around the necks of the kin who sew and seek | |
| For we are distant and too far fetched from the themes of unrest | |
| Diverse in resistance revamped in defying threat | |
| Its nights like this that keep us alive | |
| They shed our skin by the host of salvation | |
| By the skin of my teeth retributions made serene | |
| We never wanted it to be like this | |
| We never wanted sympathy | |
| Those eyes like knives throw a soiled glance of suicide | |
| This torrid struggle is carnage to their fear | |
| Master to servant gagged by tourniquet | |
| Save your breath and savor this moment | |
| For the oath of onslaught in spitting vile | |
| Brings a pompous death to your throne | |
| Its nights like this that keep us alive |
| zuò qǔ : Himsa | |
| Carve the eyes out of our heads and slash our tongues if we scream | |
| Throw the noose around the necks of the kin who sew and seek | |
| For we are distant and too far fetched from the themes of unrest | |
| Diverse in resistance revamped in defying threat | |
| Its nights like this that keep us alive | |
| They shed our skin by the host of salvation | |
| By the skin of my teeth retributions made serene | |
| We never wanted it to be like this | |
| We never wanted sympathy | |
| Those eyes like knives throw a soiled glance of suicide | |
| This torrid struggle is carnage to their fear | |
| Master to servant gagged by tourniquet | |
| Save your breath and savor this moment | |
| For the oath of onslaught in spitting vile | |
| Brings a pompous death to your throne | |
| Its nights like this that keep us alive |