| 作曲 : Crionics, Waran | |
| Rye'eh'X'Dyh gives clearance to land | |
| Lower the range of operation | |
| Of the control mechanisms | |
| Transgalactic transmission | |
| Initiation of contact or a warning? | |
| "World in arms" is just a moment | |
| A desperate attempt of self-defence | |
| Welcome slaves! | |
| Pitch time phantom system | |
| Is still but a bliss | |
| Too late to change your fate | |
| Manking will never be the same again | |
| ...never | |
| Hatred, ignorance and vanity | |
| Is what feeds your destruction | |
| We come at will not to punish or destroy | |
| Weak become slaves or fall pray | |
| When a man turns against his brother | |
| Allowing hatred to distort the sight | |
| Let us watch them turn into cripples | |
| Before our eyes | |
| When a man turns against his allies | |
| And out of pride he cuts off his limbs | |
| There is already more of a doomsday | |
| Than it seems |
| zuo qu : Crionics, Waran | |
| Rye' eh' X' Dyh gives clearance to land | |
| Lower the range of operation | |
| Of the control mechanisms | |
| Transgalactic transmission | |
| Initiation of contact or a warning? | |
| " World in arms" is just a moment | |
| A desperate attempt of selfdefence | |
| Welcome slaves! | |
| Pitch time phantom system | |
| Is still but a bliss | |
| Too late to change your fate | |
| Manking will never be the same again | |
| ... never | |
| Hatred, ignorance and vanity | |
| Is what feeds your destruction | |
| We come at will not to punish or destroy | |
| Weak become slaves or fall pray | |
| When a man turns against his brother | |
| Allowing hatred to distort the sight | |
| Let us watch them turn into cripples | |
| Before our eyes | |
| When a man turns against his allies | |
| And out of pride he cuts off his limbs | |
| There is already more of a doomsday | |
| Than it seems |
| zuò qǔ : Crionics, Waran | |
| Rye' eh' X' Dyh gives clearance to land | |
| Lower the range of operation | |
| Of the control mechanisms | |
| Transgalactic transmission | |
| Initiation of contact or a warning? | |
| " World in arms" is just a moment | |
| A desperate attempt of selfdefence | |
| Welcome slaves! | |
| Pitch time phantom system | |
| Is still but a bliss | |
| Too late to change your fate | |
| Manking will never be the same again | |
| ... never | |
| Hatred, ignorance and vanity | |
| Is what feeds your destruction | |
| We come at will not to punish or destroy | |
| Weak become slaves or fall pray | |
| When a man turns against his brother | |
| Allowing hatred to distort the sight | |
| Let us watch them turn into cripples | |
| Before our eyes | |
| When a man turns against his allies | |
| And out of pride he cuts off his limbs | |
| There is already more of a doomsday | |
| Than it seems |