| Song | Beauty Through Order |
| Artist | Slayer |
| Album | World Painted Blood |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Araya+Hanneman King | |
| 作词 : Araya+Hanneman King | |
| It's the feel of your blood as it flows smoothly down my skin | |
| Intoxicating my soul, immortality seducing me | |
| Burning in your own hell which now binds you to me infinitely | |
| Spirits of angels don't weep for you enticing me | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you to drink | |
| Frozen in time is the ice flowing in your veins | |
| Are you insane? | |
| At your mercy they suffered while you sat there painless | |
| Vile and shameless | |
| Crowned you are now for the merciless sins | |
| It's the end | |
| Your beauty through order is where blood flows through you | |
| Where it begins | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you to drink | |
| Young life stripped of all its dignity | |
| Sliced flesh pours out its youthfulness | |
| My lust will never be fully quenched | |
| Your screams tell me that you're not prepared to die | |
| Creature from hell, why can't you see the things | |
| I see?Mirror tells me that you were always meant for me | |
| You are my sacrifice, blood is the deficit biting the flesh | |
| The face my sick prelude, now meet your frozen death | |
| God did not do this, | |
| God did not do this | |
| God did not do this, | |
| God did not do this | |
| Heated iron bar | |
| I will insert inside your cunt | |
| Mistress of cruelty, a name that will not die | |
| You are my sacrifice, blood is the deficit bathing in blood | |
| Your heart, your soul, your | |
| God, it all belongs to me | |
| God belongs to me, | |
| God belongs to me | |
| God belongs to me, it all belongs to me | |
| Murder is my birthright, the bloodline proves aristocracy | |
| Walled in, left for dead, your actions show your hypocrisy | |
| My birthright is murder, my birthright is murder | |
| Birthright, murder, birthright, murder | |
| Birthright, murder, birthright, murder |
| zuo qu : Araya Hanneman King | |
| zuo ci : Araya Hanneman King | |
| It' s the feel of your blood as it flows smoothly down my skin | |
| Intoxicating my soul, immortality seducing me | |
| Burning in your own hell which now binds you to me infinitely | |
| Spirits of angels don' t weep for you enticing me | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you to drink | |
| Frozen in time is the ice flowing in your veins | |
| Are you insane? | |
| At your mercy they suffered while you sat there painless | |
| Vile and shameless | |
| Crowned you are now for the merciless sins | |
| It' s the end | |
| Your beauty through order is where blood flows through you | |
| Where it begins | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you to drink | |
| Young life stripped of all its dignity | |
| Sliced flesh pours out its youthfulness | |
| My lust will never be fully quenched | |
| Your screams tell me that you' re not prepared to die | |
| Creature from hell, why can' t you see the things | |
| I see? Mirror tells me that you were always meant for me | |
| You are my sacrifice, blood is the deficit biting the flesh | |
| The face my sick prelude, now meet your frozen death | |
| God did not do this, | |
| God did not do this | |
| God did not do this, | |
| God did not do this | |
| Heated iron bar | |
| I will insert inside your cunt | |
| Mistress of cruelty, a name that will not die | |
| You are my sacrifice, blood is the deficit bathing in blood | |
| Your heart, your soul, your | |
| God, it all belongs to me | |
| God belongs to me, | |
| God belongs to me | |
| God belongs to me, it all belongs to me | |
| Murder is my birthright, the bloodline proves aristocracy | |
| Walled in, left for dead, your actions show your hypocrisy | |
| My birthright is murder, my birthright is murder | |
| Birthright, murder, birthright, murder | |
| Birthright, murder, birthright, murder |
| zuò qǔ : Araya Hanneman King | |
| zuò cí : Araya Hanneman King | |
| It' s the feel of your blood as it flows smoothly down my skin | |
| Intoxicating my soul, immortality seducing me | |
| Burning in your own hell which now binds you to me infinitely | |
| Spirits of angels don' t weep for you enticing me | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you to drink | |
| Frozen in time is the ice flowing in your veins | |
| Are you insane? | |
| At your mercy they suffered while you sat there painless | |
| Vile and shameless | |
| Crowned you are now for the merciless sins | |
| It' s the end | |
| Your beauty through order is where blood flows through you | |
| Where it begins | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you | |
| Vanity blood, left for you to drink | |
| Eternity waits for you to drink | |
| Young life stripped of all its dignity | |
| Sliced flesh pours out its youthfulness | |
| My lust will never be fully quenched | |
| Your screams tell me that you' re not prepared to die | |
| Creature from hell, why can' t you see the things | |
| I see? Mirror tells me that you were always meant for me | |
| You are my sacrifice, blood is the deficit biting the flesh | |
| The face my sick prelude, now meet your frozen death | |
| God did not do this, | |
| God did not do this | |
| God did not do this, | |
| God did not do this | |
| Heated iron bar | |
| I will insert inside your cunt | |
| Mistress of cruelty, a name that will not die | |
| You are my sacrifice, blood is the deficit bathing in blood | |
| Your heart, your soul, your | |
| God, it all belongs to me | |
| God belongs to me, | |
| God belongs to me | |
| God belongs to me, it all belongs to me | |
| Murder is my birthright, the bloodline proves aristocracy | |
| Walled in, left for dead, your actions show your hypocrisy | |
| My birthright is murder, my birthright is murder | |
| Birthright, murder, birthright, murder | |
| Birthright, murder, birthright, murder |