| Song | A Suburb to Hell |
| Artist | Therion |
| Album | Time Shall Tell |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Johnsson | |
| Death is near | |
| Need the drugs | |
| Poisoned blood | |
| Transfuse death | |
| Toxaemia | |
| Transfix the veins | |
| Overdose | |
| By a shot | |
| Makes you dead | |
| A funeral | |
| When no one cries | |
| You're left alone | |
| Land of the dead | |
| Has taken your soul | |
| Eradiates | |
| Your moribund fate | |
| Exonerate your head | |
| Start to live a life | |
| Erroneus erudition | |
| Is left behind | |
| Purgatorial blood in the chest | |
| The epitaph describes a natural death | |
| The trepidation stopped long ago | |
| Got a real job forgot the past | |
| Drugs can change a life | |
| To an inner devastation | |
| Drugs can make you high | |
| But also make you dead | |
| Death is near | |
| Need the drugs | |
| Poisoned blood | |
| Transfuse death | |
| Toxaemia | |
| Transfix the veins | |
| Overdose | |
| By a shot | |
| Makes you dead | |
| A funeral | |
| When no one cries | |
| You're left alone | |
| Land of the dead | |
| Has taken your soul | |
| Eradiates |
| zuo ci : Johnsson | |
| Death is near | |
| Need the drugs | |
| Poisoned blood | |
| Transfuse death | |
| Toxaemia | |
| Transfix the veins | |
| Overdose | |
| By a shot | |
| Makes you dead | |
| A funeral | |
| When no one cries | |
| You' re left alone | |
| Land of the dead | |
| Has taken your soul | |
| Eradiates | |
| Your moribund fate | |
| Exonerate your head | |
| Start to live a life | |
| Erroneus erudition | |
| Is left behind | |
| Purgatorial blood in the chest | |
| The epitaph describes a natural death | |
| The trepidation stopped long ago | |
| Got a real job forgot the past | |
| Drugs can change a life | |
| To an inner devastation | |
| Drugs can make you high | |
| But also make you dead | |
| Death is near | |
| Need the drugs | |
| Poisoned blood | |
| Transfuse death | |
| Toxaemia | |
| Transfix the veins | |
| Overdose | |
| By a shot | |
| Makes you dead | |
| A funeral | |
| When no one cries | |
| You' re left alone | |
| Land of the dead | |
| Has taken your soul | |
| Eradiates |
| zuò cí : Johnsson | |
| Death is near | |
| Need the drugs | |
| Poisoned blood | |
| Transfuse death | |
| Toxaemia | |
| Transfix the veins | |
| Overdose | |
| By a shot | |
| Makes you dead | |
| A funeral | |
| When no one cries | |
| You' re left alone | |
| Land of the dead | |
| Has taken your soul | |
| Eradiates | |
| Your moribund fate | |
| Exonerate your head | |
| Start to live a life | |
| Erroneus erudition | |
| Is left behind | |
| Purgatorial blood in the chest | |
| The epitaph describes a natural death | |
| The trepidation stopped long ago | |
| Got a real job forgot the past | |
| Drugs can change a life | |
| To an inner devastation | |
| Drugs can make you high | |
| But also make you dead | |
| Death is near | |
| Need the drugs | |
| Poisoned blood | |
| Transfuse death | |
| Toxaemia | |
| Transfix the veins | |
| Overdose | |
| By a shot | |
| Makes you dead | |
| A funeral | |
| When no one cries | |
| You' re left alone | |
| Land of the dead | |
| Has taken your soul | |
| Eradiates |