| Song | Dehydrated |
| Artist | Pestilence |
| Album | Mind Reflections |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mameli, VanDrunen | |
| Lost in the desert for reasons unknown | |
| An extensive barren plain before you | |
| A gruesome affliction; the heat of the sun | |
| Don't really know in what direction to go | |
| Make your way in the loose sand | |
| No protecting shade in this hostile land | |
| It's not the hunger but it's the thirst | |
| The awful suffering which vexes you worst | |
| Hallucinations; thirst drives you insane | |
| The shrinking of your skin, bursting lips your body-fluid is floating away | |
| The claws of death got you in their grip ' | |
| Water' is your last word | |
| As your internal organs decay | |
| Dehydrated, emaciated | |
| Your life slowly fades away | |
| Vultures circling in the sky peeling the flesh from a corpse | |
| Blankened bones are all that`s left | |
| Dehydration as the death the cause | |
| Another cadaver in the loose sand | |
| Not the last victim of this hostile land | |
| Without any water you won`t last | |
| Die in the desert, death comes fast |
| zuo qu : Mameli, VanDrunen | |
| Lost in the desert for reasons unknown | |
| An extensive barren plain before you | |
| A gruesome affliction the heat of the sun | |
| Don' t really know in what direction to go | |
| Make your way in the loose sand | |
| No protecting shade in this hostile land | |
| It' s not the hunger but it' s the thirst | |
| The awful suffering which vexes you worst | |
| Hallucinations thirst drives you insane | |
| The shrinking of your skin, bursting lips your bodyfluid is floating away | |
| The claws of death got you in their grip ' | |
| Water' is your last word | |
| As your internal organs decay | |
| Dehydrated, emaciated | |
| Your life slowly fades away | |
| Vultures circling in the sky peeling the flesh from a corpse | |
| Blankened bones are all that s left | |
| Dehydration as the death the cause | |
| Another cadaver in the loose sand | |
| Not the last victim of this hostile land | |
| Without any water you won t last | |
| Die in the desert, death comes fast |
| zuò qǔ : Mameli, VanDrunen | |
| Lost in the desert for reasons unknown | |
| An extensive barren plain before you | |
| A gruesome affliction the heat of the sun | |
| Don' t really know in what direction to go | |
| Make your way in the loose sand | |
| No protecting shade in this hostile land | |
| It' s not the hunger but it' s the thirst | |
| The awful suffering which vexes you worst | |
| Hallucinations thirst drives you insane | |
| The shrinking of your skin, bursting lips your bodyfluid is floating away | |
| The claws of death got you in their grip ' | |
| Water' is your last word | |
| As your internal organs decay | |
| Dehydrated, emaciated | |
| Your life slowly fades away | |
| Vultures circling in the sky peeling the flesh from a corpse | |
| Blankened bones are all that s left | |
| Dehydration as the death the cause | |
| Another cadaver in the loose sand | |
| Not the last victim of this hostile land | |
| Without any water you won t last | |
| Die in the desert, death comes fast |