| Song | Suffocating Sight |
| Artist | Trivium |
| Album | Ascendancy |
| 作曲 : Heafy | |
| I am but a farce, a satire of stability | |
| Insecurity is an uphill struggle | |
| It's me versus the world | |
| The shore still starves for another | |
| Novel of my shipwrecked being | |
| Tied up, dried, and I'm still breathing | |
| The sands of time, for me, are running out | |
| My hands shake in apprehension | |
| Of every action, I'm guilty of playing the victim | |
| Just like the embrace of arms that made you | |
| Will surely destroy you | |
| It's time for your panic | |
| Then it kills and makes you manic | |
| Making its way inside—relax; it's all right | |
| Panic grips your frantic breathing | |
| I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe! |
| zuò qǔ : Heafy | |
| I am but a farce, a satire of stability | |
| Insecurity is an uphill struggle | |
| It' s me versus the world | |
| The shore still starves for another | |
| Novel of my shipwrecked being | |
| Tied up, dried, and I' m still breathing | |
| The sands of time, for me, are running out | |
| My hands shake in apprehension | |
| Of every action, I' m guilty of playing the victim | |
| Just like the embrace of arms that made you | |
| Will surely destroy you | |
| It' s time for your panic | |
| Then it kills and makes you manic | |
| Making its way inside relax it' s all right | |
| Panic grips your frantic breathing | |
| I can' t breathe, I can' t breathe, I can' t breathe! |