| Song | Infatuated I Am (Speak to Me) |
| Artist | Invocator |
| Album | Through the Flesh to the Soul |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Invocator, VonSchoubye | |
| Your lips are violent, no one will win | |
| I can tell it from the look in your eyes | |
| From the smell of leather on your skin | |
| Here it comes, sparkling, | |
| I'm on my knees | |
| I guess you know lust from greed | |
| Sadly it's in empty rooms that we all bleed | |
| Speak to me! | |
| In the language of the lovers | |
| Speak to me! | |
| The language of the dead | |
| I'm silver spit, | |
| I'm a sitting target | |
| You can tell it from the look in my eyes | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of disappointment? | |
| Here it comes | |
| Infatuation is my only crime | |
| I guess you know lust from greed... | |
| Speak to me! | |
| In the language of the lovers | |
| Speak to me! | |
| The language of the head | |
| Who's gonna take me home but you? | |
| Will there ever be another time? [solo] | |
| Speak to me!... |
| zuo qu : Invocator, VonSchoubye | |
| Your lips are violent, no one will win | |
| I can tell it from the look in your eyes | |
| From the smell of leather on your skin | |
| Here it comes, sparkling, | |
| I' m on my knees | |
| I guess you know lust from greed | |
| Sadly it' s in empty rooms that we all bleed | |
| Speak to me! | |
| In the language of the lovers | |
| Speak to me! | |
| The language of the dead | |
| I' m silver spit, | |
| I' m a sitting target | |
| You can tell it from the look in my eyes | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of disappointment? | |
| Here it comes | |
| Infatuation is my only crime | |
| I guess you know lust from greed... | |
| Speak to me! | |
| In the language of the lovers | |
| Speak to me! | |
| The language of the head | |
| Who' s gonna take me home but you? | |
| Will there ever be another time? solo | |
| Speak to me!... |
| zuò qǔ : Invocator, VonSchoubye | |
| Your lips are violent, no one will win | |
| I can tell it from the look in your eyes | |
| From the smell of leather on your skin | |
| Here it comes, sparkling, | |
| I' m on my knees | |
| I guess you know lust from greed | |
| Sadly it' s in empty rooms that we all bleed | |
| Speak to me! | |
| In the language of the lovers | |
| Speak to me! | |
| The language of the dead | |
| I' m silver spit, | |
| I' m a sitting target | |
| You can tell it from the look in my eyes | |
| Have you ever heard the sound of disappointment? | |
| Here it comes | |
| Infatuation is my only crime | |
| I guess you know lust from greed... | |
| Speak to me! | |
| In the language of the lovers | |
| Speak to me! | |
| The language of the head | |
| Who' s gonna take me home but you? | |
| Will there ever be another time? solo | |
| Speak to me!... |