| Song | Legacy of Doom |
| Artist | Razor |
| Album | Evil Invaders |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Campagnolo, Carlo | |
| Dead of night in days of old | |
| Men were fierce but none so bold | |
| Called him crazy and insane | |
| But none dare take his name in vain | |
| Carved in stone soon death prevails | |
| Dangerous warning soon entails | |
| Chipped away with blood and sweat | |
| Now passes on his evil debt | |
| To those who touch this sacred place | |
| In any time from any place | |
| Who desecrates this sacred tomb shall die by legacy of doom | |
| Years gone past his grave remains | |
| A rotting corpse with none to gain | |
| Still untouched by those who dread | |
| An evil curse upon their heads | |
| Time marches on and cities expand | |
| Superstitions ignored by now modern man | |
| One did dare to challenge the tomb | |
| He now rots in hell, a warning of doom | |
| So take heed of this warning given to you | |
| If you ever should cross a cursed tomb | |
| Leave it alone and do turn away | |
| Or bear the evil curse 'til your dying day |
| zuo qu : Campagnolo, Carlo | |
| Dead of night in days of old | |
| Men were fierce but none so bold | |
| Called him crazy and insane | |
| But none dare take his name in vain | |
| Carved in stone soon death prevails | |
| Dangerous warning soon entails | |
| Chipped away with blood and sweat | |
| Now passes on his evil debt | |
| To those who touch this sacred place | |
| In any time from any place | |
| Who desecrates this sacred tomb shall die by legacy of doom | |
| Years gone past his grave remains | |
| A rotting corpse with none to gain | |
| Still untouched by those who dread | |
| An evil curse upon their heads | |
| Time marches on and cities expand | |
| Superstitions ignored by now modern man | |
| One did dare to challenge the tomb | |
| He now rots in hell, a warning of doom | |
| So take heed of this warning given to you | |
| If you ever should cross a cursed tomb | |
| Leave it alone and do turn away | |
| Or bear the evil curse ' til your dying day |
| zuò qǔ : Campagnolo, Carlo | |
| Dead of night in days of old | |
| Men were fierce but none so bold | |
| Called him crazy and insane | |
| But none dare take his name in vain | |
| Carved in stone soon death prevails | |
| Dangerous warning soon entails | |
| Chipped away with blood and sweat | |
| Now passes on his evil debt | |
| To those who touch this sacred place | |
| In any time from any place | |
| Who desecrates this sacred tomb shall die by legacy of doom | |
| Years gone past his grave remains | |
| A rotting corpse with none to gain | |
| Still untouched by those who dread | |
| An evil curse upon their heads | |
| Time marches on and cities expand | |
| Superstitions ignored by now modern man | |
| One did dare to challenge the tomb | |
| He now rots in hell, a warning of doom | |
| So take heed of this warning given to you | |
| If you ever should cross a cursed tomb | |
| Leave it alone and do turn away | |
| Or bear the evil curse ' til your dying day |