| Song | Lucifer's Memory |
| Artist | Comets on Fire |
| Album | Avatar |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Utrillo | |
| Whitethorn ordained | |
| Applause from the masses | |
| A trite execution | |
| To placade and please | |
| Obscured by the light | |
| Suffuse for the sake | |
| While they dance on the grave | |
| Amassed and acclaimed | |
| Bound for lands end | |
| Destined for the gallows | |
| Down the road most travelled | |
| From sterling to death | |
| The demons command | |
| A life most desired | |
| In envy they conspire | |
| For vengeance is stealth | |
| No need for sight | |
| No need for mourning | |
| No need for sound | |
| No need for mourning | |
| Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
| Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
| A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
| Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
| The darkness devours | |
| In it's own silent way | |
| In fathoms of decay | |
| Lesser the beast | |
| The dray horse resigns | |
| As they watch from a distance | |
| Without face or resistance | |
| Heed the command | |
| Dragged to the steps | |
| Put forth for example | |
| Bludgeoned and battled | |
| A Satyrs despair | |
| A Slight of the hand | |
| And all is forgotten | |
| Thrush spirits left haunted | |
| Tidings at bay | |
| No need for sight | |
| No need for mourning | |
| No need for sound | |
| No need for mourning | |
| Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
| Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
| A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
| Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
| Goodbye to the century | |
| Farewell to amnesty | |
| Christen the sons and daughter | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed | |
| Goodbye to the century | |
| Farewell to amnesty | |
| Christen my sons and daughter | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed |
| zuo qu : Utrillo | |
| Whitethorn ordained | |
| Applause from the masses | |
| A trite execution | |
| To placade and please | |
| Obscured by the light | |
| Suffuse for the sake | |
| While they dance on the grave | |
| Amassed and acclaimed | |
| Bound for lands end | |
| Destined for the gallows | |
| Down the road most travelled | |
| From sterling to death | |
| The demons command | |
| A life most desired | |
| In envy they conspire | |
| For vengeance is stealth | |
| No need for sight | |
| No need for mourning | |
| No need for sound | |
| No need for mourning | |
| Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
| Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
| A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
| Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
| The darkness devours | |
| In it' s own silent way | |
| In fathoms of decay | |
| Lesser the beast | |
| The dray horse resigns | |
| As they watch from a distance | |
| Without face or resistance | |
| Heed the command | |
| Dragged to the steps | |
| Put forth for example | |
| Bludgeoned and battled | |
| A Satyrs despair | |
| A Slight of the hand | |
| And all is forgotten | |
| Thrush spirits left haunted | |
| Tidings at bay | |
| No need for sight | |
| No need for mourning | |
| No need for sound | |
| No need for mourning | |
| Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
| Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
| A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
| Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
| Goodbye to the century | |
| Farewell to amnesty | |
| Christen the sons and daughter | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed | |
| Goodbye to the century | |
| Farewell to amnesty | |
| Christen my sons and daughter | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed |
| zuò qǔ : Utrillo | |
| Whitethorn ordained | |
| Applause from the masses | |
| A trite execution | |
| To placade and please | |
| Obscured by the light | |
| Suffuse for the sake | |
| While they dance on the grave | |
| Amassed and acclaimed | |
| Bound for lands end | |
| Destined for the gallows | |
| Down the road most travelled | |
| From sterling to death | |
| The demons command | |
| A life most desired | |
| In envy they conspire | |
| For vengeance is stealth | |
| No need for sight | |
| No need for mourning | |
| No need for sound | |
| No need for mourning | |
| Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
| Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
| A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
| Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
| The darkness devours | |
| In it' s own silent way | |
| In fathoms of decay | |
| Lesser the beast | |
| The dray horse resigns | |
| As they watch from a distance | |
| Without face or resistance | |
| Heed the command | |
| Dragged to the steps | |
| Put forth for example | |
| Bludgeoned and battled | |
| A Satyrs despair | |
| A Slight of the hand | |
| And all is forgotten | |
| Thrush spirits left haunted | |
| Tidings at bay | |
| No need for sight | |
| No need for mourning | |
| No need for sound | |
| No need for mourning | |
| Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
| Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
| A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
| Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
| Goodbye to the century | |
| Farewell to amnesty | |
| Christen the sons and daughter | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed | |
| Goodbye to the century | |
| Farewell to amnesty | |
| Christen my sons and daughter | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed | |
| Let it lie | |
| Let it bleed |