| Song | Captor of Sin |
| Artist | Slayer |
| Album | Haunting The Chapel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hanneman, King | |
| (hanneman/king) | |
| Harlots of hell spread your wings | |
| As i penetrate your soul | |
| Feel the fire shoot through your body | |
| As i slip into your throne | |
| Cast aside, do as you will | |
| I care not how you plead | |
| Satan's child now stalks the earth | |
| Born from my demon seed | |
| Hot winds of hell | |
| Burns, in my wake | |
| Death is what you pray, | |
| Behold, captor of sin | |
| Infernal slaves of manipulation | |
| Captive of my vice | |
| Abandon god, the helpless one | |
| To relieve you of your plight | |
| Subversive action will not help | |
| It will strengthen me | |
| I see decline in your every move | |
| Death your final plea | |
| Hot winds of hell | |
| Burns, in my wake | |
| Death is what you pray, | |
| Behold, captor of sin | |
| Your skin turns to leather | |
| I ignite your timid blood | |
| You feel my lethal touch | |
| As i grasp your weary soul | |
| I'll take you down into the fire |
| zuo qu : Hanneman, King | |
| hanneman king | |
| Harlots of hell spread your wings | |
| As i penetrate your soul | |
| Feel the fire shoot through your body | |
| As i slip into your throne | |
| Cast aside, do as you will | |
| I care not how you plead | |
| Satan' s child now stalks the earth | |
| Born from my demon seed | |
| Hot winds of hell | |
| Burns, in my wake | |
| Death is what you pray, | |
| Behold, captor of sin | |
| Infernal slaves of manipulation | |
| Captive of my vice | |
| Abandon god, the helpless one | |
| To relieve you of your plight | |
| Subversive action will not help | |
| It will strengthen me | |
| I see decline in your every move | |
| Death your final plea | |
| Hot winds of hell | |
| Burns, in my wake | |
| Death is what you pray, | |
| Behold, captor of sin | |
| Your skin turns to leather | |
| I ignite your timid blood | |
| You feel my lethal touch | |
| As i grasp your weary soul | |
| I' ll take you down into the fire |
| zuò qǔ : Hanneman, King | |
| hanneman king | |
| Harlots of hell spread your wings | |
| As i penetrate your soul | |
| Feel the fire shoot through your body | |
| As i slip into your throne | |
| Cast aside, do as you will | |
| I care not how you plead | |
| Satan' s child now stalks the earth | |
| Born from my demon seed | |
| Hot winds of hell | |
| Burns, in my wake | |
| Death is what you pray, | |
| Behold, captor of sin | |
| Infernal slaves of manipulation | |
| Captive of my vice | |
| Abandon god, the helpless one | |
| To relieve you of your plight | |
| Subversive action will not help | |
| It will strengthen me | |
| I see decline in your every move | |
| Death your final plea | |
| Hot winds of hell | |
| Burns, in my wake | |
| Death is what you pray, | |
| Behold, captor of sin | |
| Your skin turns to leather | |
| I ignite your timid blood | |
| You feel my lethal touch | |
| As i grasp your weary soul | |
| I' ll take you down into the fire |