| 作曲 : Mercenary | |
| Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
| Hanging by the shred of life that we lost | |
| Greet the pain, meet the nails | |
| That we thrust into your chest | |
| Now it's time for you to repay us | |
| Never judge me | |
| It fuels my hatred | |
| Join the searching | |
| And lead the bloodshed | |
| We will track you down and nail you | |
| Unto the cross with thorns | |
| We will do this with precision | |
| Make sure you'll regret you were born | |
| Only when you ask forgiveness | |
| We may pretend that we care | |
| Yeah sure | |
| You my friend represent the sickness | |
| And we shall be the cure | |
| We shall be the healers of our time | |
| Strike back, twice as hard then proceed | |
| Can you feel the hate that flows divine | |
| And soon the world belongs to me | |
| Never judge me | |
| It fuels my hatred | |
| Join the searching | |
| And lead the bloodshed | |
| Now you bow your head in shame | |
| So where's your power, sinner | |
| Your weakening becomes my gain | |
| And this you shall repent | |
| Alas the hourglass of life | |
| Is destroyed beyond repair | |
| Never ever speak my name | |
| Or I'll cast you in despair | |
| Beware | |
| I'll cast you in despair | |
| Save your soul | |
| In a world hate center we reign | |
| Save yourself | |
| In a world hate center of pain | |
| Save them all | |
| In a world hate center we're torn | |
| Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
| This time the world belongs to us |
| zuo qu : Mercenary | |
| Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
| Hanging by the shred of life that we lost | |
| Greet the pain, meet the nails | |
| That we thrust into your chest | |
| Now it' s time for you to repay us | |
| Never judge me | |
| It fuels my hatred | |
| Join the searching | |
| And lead the bloodshed | |
| We will track you down and nail you | |
| Unto the cross with thorns | |
| We will do this with precision | |
| Make sure you' ll regret you were born | |
| Only when you ask forgiveness | |
| We may pretend that we care | |
| Yeah sure | |
| You my friend represent the sickness | |
| And we shall be the cure | |
| We shall be the healers of our time | |
| Strike back, twice as hard then proceed | |
| Can you feel the hate that flows divine | |
| And soon the world belongs to me | |
| Never judge me | |
| It fuels my hatred | |
| Join the searching | |
| And lead the bloodshed | |
| Now you bow your head in shame | |
| So where' s your power, sinner | |
| Your weakening becomes my gain | |
| And this you shall repent | |
| Alas the hourglass of life | |
| Is destroyed beyond repair | |
| Never ever speak my name | |
| Or I' ll cast you in despair | |
| Beware | |
| I' ll cast you in despair | |
| Save your soul | |
| In a world hate center we reign | |
| Save yourself | |
| In a world hate center of pain | |
| Save them all | |
| In a world hate center we' re torn | |
| Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
| This time the world belongs to us |
| zuò qǔ : Mercenary | |
| Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
| Hanging by the shred of life that we lost | |
| Greet the pain, meet the nails | |
| That we thrust into your chest | |
| Now it' s time for you to repay us | |
| Never judge me | |
| It fuels my hatred | |
| Join the searching | |
| And lead the bloodshed | |
| We will track you down and nail you | |
| Unto the cross with thorns | |
| We will do this with precision | |
| Make sure you' ll regret you were born | |
| Only when you ask forgiveness | |
| We may pretend that we care | |
| Yeah sure | |
| You my friend represent the sickness | |
| And we shall be the cure | |
| We shall be the healers of our time | |
| Strike back, twice as hard then proceed | |
| Can you feel the hate that flows divine | |
| And soon the world belongs to me | |
| Never judge me | |
| It fuels my hatred | |
| Join the searching | |
| And lead the bloodshed | |
| Now you bow your head in shame | |
| So where' s your power, sinner | |
| Your weakening becomes my gain | |
| And this you shall repent | |
| Alas the hourglass of life | |
| Is destroyed beyond repair | |
| Never ever speak my name | |
| Or I' ll cast you in despair | |
| Beware | |
| I' ll cast you in despair | |
| Save your soul | |
| In a world hate center we reign | |
| Save yourself | |
| In a world hate center of pain | |
| Save them all | |
| In a world hate center we' re torn | |
| Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
| This time the world belongs to us |