| Song | Suffering the Tyrants |
| Artist | Satyricon |
| Album | Volcano |
| 作词 : Wongraven | |
| Crawling down the road of lifeanother hopeless epoch | |
| Gruesome soul numbness | |
| People stare, do they knowna firm fist of misery | |
| I am suffering the tyrants | |
| Every gesture is a malicious attack | |
| But it shall not coincidewith the | |
| Lion's downfall | |
| There are no tears | |
| Nowhere to channel the anger | |
| No feeling of guilt | |
| How can they feast upon the | |
| Lion without knowing? | |
| Nowhere to leave the pain... | |
| He will eventually rise again | |
| Hunt him down (when He is at his weakest) | |
| Tempt him down (on His knees if you can) | |
| Stronger than all (so it's futile) | |
| All there is left (right now) is personal pride | |
| Enough to return with rays of light |
| zuò cí : Wongraven | |
| Crawling down the road of lifeanother hopeless epoch | |
| Gruesome soul numbness | |
| People stare, do they knowna firm fist of misery | |
| I am suffering the tyrants | |
| Every gesture is a malicious attack | |
| But it shall not coincidewith the | |
| Lion' s downfall | |
| There are no tears | |
| Nowhere to channel the anger | |
| No feeling of guilt | |
| How can they feast upon the | |
| Lion without knowing? | |
| Nowhere to leave the pain... | |
| He will eventually rise again | |
| Hunt him down when He is at his weakest | |
| Tempt him down on His knees if you can | |
| Stronger than all so it' s futile | |
| All there is left right now is personal pride | |
| Enough to return with rays of light |