| Song | Return of the Geishmal Undead |
| Artist | Destroy Destroy Destroy |
| Album | Battle Sluts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kemp, Scott | |
| Do you hear it, creaks of the oars? | |
| Do you fear them, rowing in the skies? | |
| Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war | |
| How do you kill a spectre with a sword? | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| Cursed are the streets | |
| That run red with the blood of children | |
| And the guts of war | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| Their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| No spoils were taken | |
| For their own | |
| Pleasure is in the cold-blooded | |
| Slip between flesh and bone | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| Their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead |
| zuo qu : Kemp, Scott | |
| Do you hear it, creaks of the oars? | |
| Do you fear them, rowing in the skies? | |
| Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war | |
| How do you kill a spectre with a sword? | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| Cursed are the streets | |
| That run red with the blood of children | |
| And the guts of war | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| Their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| No spoils were taken | |
| For their own | |
| Pleasure is in the coldblooded | |
| Slip between flesh and bone | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| Their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead |
| zuò qǔ : Kemp, Scott | |
| Do you hear it, creaks of the oars? | |
| Do you fear them, rowing in the skies? | |
| Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war | |
| How do you kill a spectre with a sword? | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| Cursed are the streets | |
| That run red with the blood of children | |
| And the guts of war | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| Their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| No spoils were taken | |
| For their own | |
| Pleasure is in the coldblooded | |
| Slip between flesh and bone | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| In their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead | |
| They come to rage | |
| They fight with blades | |
| Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same | |
| They soar the night in haunted skies | |
| Their ship of doom | |
| The Geishmal undead |