| Song | Caged Wrath |
| Artist | Aura Noir |
| Album | Black Thrash Attack |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Aggressor, Aura Noir | |
| What erased this scenery | |
| So that I could fancy ridicule over pity | |
| And enrace whatever mocked the sky | |
| Two hands made these hearts | |
| That trembles before me | |
| My loss of grace (Their earthly figure with it's marbled face) | |
| I link the two | |
| In my heretic poetry | |
| Rain falls silently | |
| I am the portal | |
| A layer of dust | |
| A burdened insect that betrayed their lust | |
| I licked their wishes in reverie | |
| And soaked their crystal trust | |
| What screamed so annoyingly | |
| That made you rush through these (strangely) coherent purgatories | |
| Gloves and masks are these eyes to stare so awfully | |
| At my malignant heresy | |
| A rat conducted the angels, to sing hysterically, songs that whipped their wings and opened walls of gloss | |
| Rain falls abruptly |
| zuo qu : Aggressor, Aura Noir | |
| What erased this scenery | |
| So that I could fancy ridicule over pity | |
| And enrace whatever mocked the sky | |
| Two hands made these hearts | |
| That trembles before me | |
| My loss of grace Their earthly figure with it' s marbled face | |
| I link the two | |
| In my heretic poetry | |
| Rain falls silently | |
| I am the portal | |
| A layer of dust | |
| A burdened insect that betrayed their lust | |
| I licked their wishes in reverie | |
| And soaked their crystal trust | |
| What screamed so annoyingly | |
| That made you rush through these strangely coherent purgatories | |
| Gloves and masks are these eyes to stare so awfully | |
| At my malignant heresy | |
| A rat conducted the angels, to sing hysterically, songs that whipped their wings and opened walls of gloss | |
| Rain falls abruptly |
| zuò qǔ : Aggressor, Aura Noir | |
| What erased this scenery | |
| So that I could fancy ridicule over pity | |
| And enrace whatever mocked the sky | |
| Two hands made these hearts | |
| That trembles before me | |
| My loss of grace Their earthly figure with it' s marbled face | |
| I link the two | |
| In my heretic poetry | |
| Rain falls silently | |
| I am the portal | |
| A layer of dust | |
| A burdened insect that betrayed their lust | |
| I licked their wishes in reverie | |
| And soaked their crystal trust | |
| What screamed so annoyingly | |
| That made you rush through these strangely coherent purgatories | |
| Gloves and masks are these eyes to stare so awfully | |
| At my malignant heresy | |
| A rat conducted the angels, to sing hysterically, songs that whipped their wings and opened walls of gloss | |
| Rain falls abruptly |