| Song | Depths You've Fallen |
| Artist | Cryptopsy |
| Album | Whisper Supremacy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo, DiSalvo | |
| Out of focus | |
| Need to get a grip | |
| So you don't slip | |
| Into the realm | |
| Of lifelessness | |
| As you crawl through | |
| The debris of the past | |
| Feebly arise to one knee | |
| Inhaling the treachery | |
| Bearing witness to the actions you've chosen | |
| Closed mouth, unspoken | |
| The fallen one | |
| Sometimes you hate yourself | |
| And everyone else | |
| Go ahead and hate yourself | |
| For not awakening your dreams | |
| And nightmares | |
| Screams to an immortal one | |
| Supposed only son | |
| Never sees the tears in your eyes | |
| Never hears the ungodly cries | |
| Behind the mask that you've worn | |
| Bitter and scorned | |
| Hourglass and mournful stillness | |
| A tribute to sorrows passing | |
| As time drips in endless | |
| Melancholy and gruesome recollections | |
| Through depths you've fallen | |
| Unsurmountable odds of ascension | |
| Succumbed by fathoms | |
| Washed adrift, suspended in grief | |
| Never to lift your filthy spirit | |
| Soul cleanse, blank the imagery | |
| It must be nice to have | |
| The burden of thought | |
| Whisked away | |
| And let astray |
| zuo ci : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo, DiSalvo | |
| Out of focus | |
| Need to get a grip | |
| So you don' t slip | |
| Into the realm | |
| Of lifelessness | |
| As you crawl through | |
| The debris of the past | |
| Feebly arise to one knee | |
| Inhaling the treachery | |
| Bearing witness to the actions you' ve chosen | |
| Closed mouth, unspoken | |
| The fallen one | |
| Sometimes you hate yourself | |
| And everyone else | |
| Go ahead and hate yourself | |
| For not awakening your dreams | |
| And nightmares | |
| Screams to an immortal one | |
| Supposed only son | |
| Never sees the tears in your eyes | |
| Never hears the ungodly cries | |
| Behind the mask that you' ve worn | |
| Bitter and scorned | |
| Hourglass and mournful stillness | |
| A tribute to sorrows passing | |
| As time drips in endless | |
| Melancholy and gruesome recollections | |
| Through depths you' ve fallen | |
| Unsurmountable odds of ascension | |
| Succumbed by fathoms | |
| Washed adrift, suspended in grief | |
| Never to lift your filthy spirit | |
| Soul cleanse, blank the imagery | |
| It must be nice to have | |
| The burden of thought | |
| Whisked away | |
| And let astray |
| zuò cí : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo, DiSalvo | |
| Out of focus | |
| Need to get a grip | |
| So you don' t slip | |
| Into the realm | |
| Of lifelessness | |
| As you crawl through | |
| The debris of the past | |
| Feebly arise to one knee | |
| Inhaling the treachery | |
| Bearing witness to the actions you' ve chosen | |
| Closed mouth, unspoken | |
| The fallen one | |
| Sometimes you hate yourself | |
| And everyone else | |
| Go ahead and hate yourself | |
| For not awakening your dreams | |
| And nightmares | |
| Screams to an immortal one | |
| Supposed only son | |
| Never sees the tears in your eyes | |
| Never hears the ungodly cries | |
| Behind the mask that you' ve worn | |
| Bitter and scorned | |
| Hourglass and mournful stillness | |
| A tribute to sorrows passing | |
| As time drips in endless | |
| Melancholy and gruesome recollections | |
| Through depths you' ve fallen | |
| Unsurmountable odds of ascension | |
| Succumbed by fathoms | |
| Washed adrift, suspended in grief | |
| Never to lift your filthy spirit | |
| Soul cleanse, blank the imagery | |
| It must be nice to have | |
| The burden of thought | |
| Whisked away | |
| And let astray |