| Song | Wretched Face of Evil |
| Artist | Aura Noir |
| Album | Increased Damnation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Aggressor, Apollyon ... | |
| Coiled embalmed | |
| wretched face of evil | |
| Lies sinned and furied, in spite of it's glory | |
| All matters sewn into one prophet | |
| I nail this one seed, and crawl back through it's onset | |
| Winged lashes - vast essence | |
| Dead skin holds the poet | |
| A simple red mask keeps the rain from the sunset | |
| A triangular wave left me covered with lies | |
| Essential for it's beauty as the shepherd dies | |
| All - fallen enslaved | |
| All - vanished awoken | |
| It's eyes may seem dreamy but soon lies a token | |
| That buries three hearts, six feathers | |
| - One oaken | |
| To crack self-made concepts | |
| To hold one great feast | |
| A soak-wet cold fairy gave birth to the beast | |
| My sins turns to flowers as the rain turns to dust | |
| Please shower my mind in your ghostlike lust | |
| ...it's a fistful must... |
| zuo qu : Aggressor, Apollyon ... | |
| Coiled embalmed | |
| wretched face of evil | |
| Lies sinned and furied, in spite of it' s glory | |
| All matters sewn into one prophet | |
| I nail this one seed, and crawl back through it' s onset | |
| Winged lashes vast essence | |
| Dead skin holds the poet | |
| A simple red mask keeps the rain from the sunset | |
| A triangular wave left me covered with lies | |
| Essential for it' s beauty as the shepherd dies | |
| All fallen enslaved | |
| All vanished awoken | |
| It' s eyes may seem dreamy but soon lies a token | |
| That buries three hearts, six feathers | |
| One oaken | |
| To crack selfmade concepts | |
| To hold one great feast | |
| A soakwet cold fairy gave birth to the beast | |
| My sins turns to flowers as the rain turns to dust | |
| Please shower my mind in your ghostlike lust | |
| ... it' s a fistful must... |
| zuò qǔ : Aggressor, Apollyon ... | |
| Coiled embalmed | |
| wretched face of evil | |
| Lies sinned and furied, in spite of it' s glory | |
| All matters sewn into one prophet | |
| I nail this one seed, and crawl back through it' s onset | |
| Winged lashes vast essence | |
| Dead skin holds the poet | |
| A simple red mask keeps the rain from the sunset | |
| A triangular wave left me covered with lies | |
| Essential for it' s beauty as the shepherd dies | |
| All fallen enslaved | |
| All vanished awoken | |
| It' s eyes may seem dreamy but soon lies a token | |
| That buries three hearts, six feathers | |
| One oaken | |
| To crack selfmade concepts | |
| To hold one great feast | |
| A soakwet cold fairy gave birth to the beast | |
| My sins turns to flowers as the rain turns to dust | |
| Please shower my mind in your ghostlike lust | |
| ... it' s a fistful must... |