| Song | Perversion of Hate |
| Artist | Origin |
| Album | Informis Infinitas Inhumanitas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lee, Ryan | |
| Lighting the fuse | |
| Months of planning now becomnes beginning of our wor for mankind | |
| Hatred flowing to destruction | |
| Sickening heart that hardened amongst failures of a wasted lifetime | |
| Disenchanted obligation to destroy and crush our illusion of safety | |
| Unknown reasons for the killing | |
| Polite, engaging killer, decorated by the ones he has killed | |
| Fantasizing horrid mass explosion, children blown to bits and ripped of their lives | |
| Dark sentiment of his hatred | |
| On the day they all died, no one quite knew yet of all their demise | |
| Crushing fire, fall to earth and die for the sick cause of this tormented soul | |
| Meticulous, the perfect plan | |
| Domestic terror born born to us and now the manhunt is beginning | |
| No priest will be there as he is strapped to the table, defiant until the end | |
| Death is now his next adventure for mass murder | |
| Deeply depressed, one way focus | |
| No point to delay, can't admit your ownly mistake | |
| Time to check out, end all appeals | |
| There's no remorse | |
| Now planning his own funeral | |
| Mentally ready, no fear, no doubt or regret | |
| A one time crime for eternity, his demeanor | |
| Failed belief in the afterlife | |
| Stoic bold soldier at war with nothing that's real | |
| Growing rage and isolation, needs enemies | |
| No regret for your crime | |
| The end will justify all the means | |
| Numb to the pain you cause | |
| You don't really know quite why you did this | |
| Inject you with your death | |
| You still feel no pain, you know you won | |
| Hero, rolled up eyes in his head, now he has died | |
| Bitter, now we pay for his lost, demented soul | |
| Avoid emotion through intellect and pain, hide | |
| Rulers spit in your face and you laugh, hate | |
| COWARD!! Innocent victims with nothing to do with your cause | |
| Burnt to death and crushed under the ashes and dust | |
| Scouring through the remains of the sick visions to find parts and pieces of destroyed humans | |
| Terrible shockwaves that tore through the land as you killed and the families that suffer the pain that you brought | |
| You choose your own witnesses to your painless death | |
| You should suffer a million deaths before you die!! | |
| The pain and torment that you have left behind won't be felt by your indifference for life | |
| Hated by many, disdained to all | |
| Singular focus, embracing death's call |
| zuo qu : Lee, Ryan | |
| Lighting the fuse | |
| Months of planning now becomnes beginning of our wor for mankind | |
| Hatred flowing to destruction | |
| Sickening heart that hardened amongst failures of a wasted lifetime | |
| Disenchanted obligation to destroy and crush our illusion of safety | |
| Unknown reasons for the killing | |
| Polite, engaging killer, decorated by the ones he has killed | |
| Fantasizing horrid mass explosion, children blown to bits and ripped of their lives | |
| Dark sentiment of his hatred | |
| On the day they all died, no one quite knew yet of all their demise | |
| Crushing fire, fall to earth and die for the sick cause of this tormented soul | |
| Meticulous, the perfect plan | |
| Domestic terror born born to us and now the manhunt is beginning | |
| No priest will be there as he is strapped to the table, defiant until the end | |
| Death is now his next adventure for mass murder | |
| Deeply depressed, one way focus | |
| No point to delay, can' t admit your ownly mistake | |
| Time to check out, end all appeals | |
| There' s no remorse | |
| Now planning his own funeral | |
| Mentally ready, no fear, no doubt or regret | |
| A one time crime for eternity, his demeanor | |
| Failed belief in the afterlife | |
| Stoic bold soldier at war with nothing that' s real | |
| Growing rage and isolation, needs enemies | |
| No regret for your crime | |
| The end will justify all the means | |
| Numb to the pain you cause | |
| You don' t really know quite why you did this | |
| Inject you with your death | |
| You still feel no pain, you know you won | |
| Hero, rolled up eyes in his head, now he has died | |
| Bitter, now we pay for his lost, demented soul | |
| Avoid emotion through intellect and pain, hide | |
| Rulers spit in your face and you laugh, hate | |
| COWARD!! Innocent victims with nothing to do with your cause | |
| Burnt to death and crushed under the ashes and dust | |
| Scouring through the remains of the sick visions to find parts and pieces of destroyed humans | |
| Terrible shockwaves that tore through the land as you killed and the families that suffer the pain that you brought | |
| You choose your own witnesses to your painless death | |
| You should suffer a million deaths before you die!! | |
| The pain and torment that you have left behind won' t be felt by your indifference for life | |
| Hated by many, disdained to all | |
| Singular focus, embracing death' s call |
| zuò qǔ : Lee, Ryan | |
| Lighting the fuse | |
| Months of planning now becomnes beginning of our wor for mankind | |
| Hatred flowing to destruction | |
| Sickening heart that hardened amongst failures of a wasted lifetime | |
| Disenchanted obligation to destroy and crush our illusion of safety | |
| Unknown reasons for the killing | |
| Polite, engaging killer, decorated by the ones he has killed | |
| Fantasizing horrid mass explosion, children blown to bits and ripped of their lives | |
| Dark sentiment of his hatred | |
| On the day they all died, no one quite knew yet of all their demise | |
| Crushing fire, fall to earth and die for the sick cause of this tormented soul | |
| Meticulous, the perfect plan | |
| Domestic terror born born to us and now the manhunt is beginning | |
| No priest will be there as he is strapped to the table, defiant until the end | |
| Death is now his next adventure for mass murder | |
| Deeply depressed, one way focus | |
| No point to delay, can' t admit your ownly mistake | |
| Time to check out, end all appeals | |
| There' s no remorse | |
| Now planning his own funeral | |
| Mentally ready, no fear, no doubt or regret | |
| A one time crime for eternity, his demeanor | |
| Failed belief in the afterlife | |
| Stoic bold soldier at war with nothing that' s real | |
| Growing rage and isolation, needs enemies | |
| No regret for your crime | |
| The end will justify all the means | |
| Numb to the pain you cause | |
| You don' t really know quite why you did this | |
| Inject you with your death | |
| You still feel no pain, you know you won | |
| Hero, rolled up eyes in his head, now he has died | |
| Bitter, now we pay for his lost, demented soul | |
| Avoid emotion through intellect and pain, hide | |
| Rulers spit in your face and you laugh, hate | |
| COWARD!! Innocent victims with nothing to do with your cause | |
| Burnt to death and crushed under the ashes and dust | |
| Scouring through the remains of the sick visions to find parts and pieces of destroyed humans | |
| Terrible shockwaves that tore through the land as you killed and the families that suffer the pain that you brought | |
| You choose your own witnesses to your painless death | |
| You should suffer a million deaths before you die!! | |
| The pain and torment that you have left behind won' t be felt by your indifference for life | |
| Hated by many, disdained to all | |
| Singular focus, embracing death' s call |