| Song | Echoes of Death |
| Artist | Pestilence |
| Album | Consuming Impulse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Foddis, Mameli | |
| Trapped inside my self-capsule | |
| For a journey into an atmosphere | |
| A darkened space | |
| I`m floating in | |
| Although I am not here | |
| I`m caught, a room, it`s coloured black | |
| The trap I haven`t chosen | |
| I cannot think, my limbs | |
| I cannot move, seems like they`re frozen | |
| Peaceful existence in a world | |
| Above earthly life | |
| I`ve been there in this paradise | |
| Where all is calm and nice | |
| Walking in the other side | |
| I can`t tell the difference | |
| Between day and night | |
| Voices I can hear | |
| Hidden somewhere, but they`re near | |
| Out there in this universe | |
| Imaginary world of fantasy | |
| Am I dreaming? | |
| But It seems so real to me | |
| Humanity denies death | |
| Search for immortality | |
| Melancholy desire | |
| Can`t become reality | |
| No reason to fear death | |
| We all will meet it anyway | |
| A promised life in hereafter | |
| As we will pass away |
| zuo qu : Foddis, Mameli | |
| Trapped inside my selfcapsule | |
| For a journey into an atmosphere | |
| A darkened space | |
| I m floating in | |
| Although I am not here | |
| I m caught, a room, it s coloured black | |
| The trap I haven t chosen | |
| I cannot think, my limbs | |
| I cannot move, seems like they re frozen | |
| Peaceful existence in a world | |
| Above earthly life | |
| I ve been there in this paradise | |
| Where all is calm and nice | |
| Walking in the other side | |
| I can t tell the difference | |
| Between day and night | |
| Voices I can hear | |
| Hidden somewhere, but they re near | |
| Out there in this universe | |
| Imaginary world of fantasy | |
| Am I dreaming? | |
| But It seems so real to me | |
| Humanity denies death | |
| Search for immortality | |
| Melancholy desire | |
| Can t become reality | |
| No reason to fear death | |
| We all will meet it anyway | |
| A promised life in hereafter | |
| As we will pass away |
| zuò qǔ : Foddis, Mameli | |
| Trapped inside my selfcapsule | |
| For a journey into an atmosphere | |
| A darkened space | |
| I m floating in | |
| Although I am not here | |
| I m caught, a room, it s coloured black | |
| The trap I haven t chosen | |
| I cannot think, my limbs | |
| I cannot move, seems like they re frozen | |
| Peaceful existence in a world | |
| Above earthly life | |
| I ve been there in this paradise | |
| Where all is calm and nice | |
| Walking in the other side | |
| I can t tell the difference | |
| Between day and night | |
| Voices I can hear | |
| Hidden somewhere, but they re near | |
| Out there in this universe | |
| Imaginary world of fantasy | |
| Am I dreaming? | |
| But It seems so real to me | |
| Humanity denies death | |
| Search for immortality | |
| Melancholy desire | |
| Can t become reality | |
| No reason to fear death | |
| We all will meet it anyway | |
| A promised life in hereafter | |
| As we will pass away |