| Song | Icon of Malice |
| Artist | Capharnaum |
| Album | Fractured |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Espinoza | |
| I am what you crave, | |
| When others turn their back, | |
| In your darkest moment of shame, | |
| With the hate you seem to lack | |
| The hate that you lack | |
| I'll take your to a world where hate | |
| And contempt dwell, | |
| I'm conjuring the spells that | |
| Pours my hate into your heart | |
| [solo Suecof] | |
| [solo Mongrain] | |
| [solo Suecof] | |
| [solo - Mongrain] | |
| Come to me for your salvation, | |
| I will feed on your resentment, | |
| Making you a willing slave, to this hatred | |
| Icon of malice. | |
| You'll see my way or shed your blood, | |
| Either way my hate has won | |
| Pull back the vail to see my face, | |
| To your surprise it's your own |
| zuo qu : Espinoza | |
| I am what you crave, | |
| When others turn their back, | |
| In your darkest moment of shame, | |
| With the hate you seem to lack | |
| The hate that you lack | |
| I' ll take your to a world where hate | |
| And contempt dwell, | |
| I' m conjuring the spells that | |
| Pours my hate into your heart | |
| solo Suecof | |
| solo Mongrain | |
| solo Suecof | |
| solo Mongrain | |
| Come to me for your salvation, | |
| I will feed on your resentment, | |
| Making you a willing slave, to this hatred | |
| Icon of malice. | |
| You' ll see my way or shed your blood, | |
| Either way my hate has won | |
| Pull back the vail to see my face, | |
| To your surprise it' s your own |
| zuò qǔ : Espinoza | |
| I am what you crave, | |
| When others turn their back, | |
| In your darkest moment of shame, | |
| With the hate you seem to lack | |
| The hate that you lack | |
| I' ll take your to a world where hate | |
| And contempt dwell, | |
| I' m conjuring the spells that | |
| Pours my hate into your heart | |
| solo Suecof | |
| solo Mongrain | |
| solo Suecof | |
| solo Mongrain | |
| Come to me for your salvation, | |
| I will feed on your resentment, | |
| Making you a willing slave, to this hatred | |
| Icon of malice. | |
| You' ll see my way or shed your blood, | |
| Either way my hate has won | |
| Pull back the vail to see my face, | |
| To your surprise it' s your own |