| Song | Forever Blind |
| Artist | At the Gates |
| Album | Suicidal Final Acts |
| 作词 : At The Gates, Bjorler ... | |
| In this cell that is ours there is no pity | |
| No sunrise on the cold plain that is our soul | |
| No beckoning to a warm horizon | |
| The sun shall never greet my eyes again | |
| It is our world | |
| It has been stolen from us, bastards | |
| No goddamn sun | |
| No goddamn pain | |
| I've searched my heart for love | |
| But all in vain | |
| No goddamn sun, no goddamn pain | |
| Exploring life, without fear | |
| Without feeling I am one with my torment | |
| And forever blind | |
| My desire clenches itself in a hungry fist | |
| And welcomes my soul to the thirst of dying | |
| Mother of all, come take your revenge | |
| The sun shall never greet my eyes again |
| zuò cí : At The Gates, Bjorler ... | |
| In this cell that is ours there is no pity | |
| No sunrise on the cold plain that is our soul | |
| No beckoning to a warm horizon | |
| The sun shall never greet my eyes again | |
| It is our world | |
| It has been stolen from us, bastards | |
| No goddamn sun | |
| No goddamn pain | |
| I' ve searched my heart for love | |
| But all in vain | |
| No goddamn sun, no goddamn pain | |
| Exploring life, without fear | |
| Without feeling I am one with my torment | |
| And forever blind | |
| My desire clenches itself in a hungry fist | |
| And welcomes my soul to the thirst of dying | |
| Mother of all, come take your revenge | |
| The sun shall never greet my eyes again |