| Song | Lingering in an Imprint Haunting |
| Artist | Carach Angren |
| Album | Where The Corpses Sink Forever |
| [0:42.88] | kill! |
| [00:51.60][00:54.57] | Where the corpses sink forever into shallow Marshy grounds. |
| [00:59.13] | I cant remember confronting these extreme Forms of violence. |
| [01:03.83] | Knee-deep in mud, |
| [01:04.87] | where skies weep leaden Tears and blood. |
| [01:09.64] | It’s hard to breathe |
| [01:13.41] | Within this thick cloak of sulphurous mist |
| [01:16.42] | Conjuring slaughtering soldiers into sickening silhouettes. |
| [01:20.78] | From this forsaken battlefield no soul can be dismissed. |
| [01:28.43] | As if the devil is in charge, giving orders from the depths of the abyss. |
| [01:54.96] | Goddamn! it’s coming hard. |
| [01:56.90] | Fire fight and waves of bombardments |
| [01:59.25] | blowing soil, bone and flesh apart. |
| [02:03.5] | Running to survive maybe the last private still alive. |
| [02:06.49] | Suddenly it stops! |
| [02:07.38] | i turn and see no enemy |
| [02:09.56] | there’s nothing behind me. |
| [03:02.2] | So strange to see |
| [03:04.31] | A still image of this infernal reality. |
| [03:08.62] | staring at shrapnel and bullets on an incomplete journey. |
| [03:12.59] | When suicide |
| [03:15.57] | Burdens my mind |
| [03:16.90] | I’m startle by a horrible screaming from behind. |
| [03:21.27] | Luring me to a spot where a friend of my platoon. |
| [03:25.28] | Walked into an ambush, he screamed: |
| [03:26.66] | ”please kill me ! chralie’s coming soon!”“ |
| [03:29.63] | My 1911 is too loud, |
| [03:31.31] | that’s why i reach for the knife. |
| [03:33.27] | Then again, hesitation! |
| [03:35.49] | I cannot take his life! |
| [03:46.65] | Goddamned fucking gooks! |
| [03:48.99] | he’s captured by the enemy |
| [03:50.39] | Dragged away for days of torture |
| [03:52.56] | screaming These last words at me |
| [03:55.46] | “You son of a whore should be terrified!” |
| [03:56.91] | “ In this hell I'll wait for you!“ |
| [03:58.71] | And right before I step on that mine I ask myself |
| [04:02.28] | “Aid he just spoke the truth?"“ |
| [04:11.46] | Briefly I comprehend, |
| [04:13.83] | all this time I was damned |
| [04:18.39] | His grudge keeps me in hell for eternity |
| [04:27.38] | Every time I die he waits for me |
| [04:32.56] | This is my destiny… |
| [0:42.88] | kill! |
| [00:51.60][00:54.57] | Where the corpses sink forever into shallow Marshy grounds. |
| [00:59.13] | I cant remember confronting these extreme Forms of violence. |
| [01:03.83] | Kneedeep in mud, |
| [01:04.87] | where skies weep leaden Tears and blood. |
| [01:09.64] | It' s hard to breathe |
| [01:13.41] | Within this thick cloak of sulphurous mist |
| [01:16.42] | Conjuring slaughtering soldiers into sickening silhouettes. |
| [01:20.78] | From this forsaken battlefield no soul can be dismissed. |
| [01:28.43] | As if the devil is in charge, giving orders from the depths of the abyss. |
| [01:54.96] | Goddamn! it' s coming hard. |
| [01:56.90] | Fire fight and waves of bombardments |
| [01:59.25] | blowing soil, bone and flesh apart. |
| [02:03.5] | Running to survive maybe the last private still alive. |
| [02:06.49] | Suddenly it stops! |
| [02:07.38] | i turn and see no enemy |
| [02:09.56] | there' s nothing behind me. |
| [03:02.2] | So strange to see |
| [03:04.31] | A still image of this infernal reality. |
| [03:08.62] | staring at shrapnel and bullets on an incomplete journey. |
| [03:12.59] | When suicide |
| [03:15.57] | Burdens my mind |
| [03:16.90] | I' m startle by a horrible screaming from behind. |
| [03:21.27] | Luring me to a spot where a friend of my platoon. |
| [03:25.28] | Walked into an ambush, he screamed: |
| [03:26.66] | " please kill me ! chralie' s coming soon!"" |
| [03:29.63] | My 1911 is too loud, |
| [03:31.31] | that' s why i reach for the knife. |
| [03:33.27] | Then again, hesitation! |
| [03:35.49] | I cannot take his life! |
| [03:46.65] | Goddamned fucking gooks! |
| [03:48.99] | he' s captured by the enemy |
| [03:50.39] | Dragged away for days of torture |
| [03:52.56] | screaming These last words at me |
| [03:55.46] | " You son of a whore should be terrified!" |
| [03:56.91] | " In this hell I' ll wait for you!" |
| [03:58.71] | And right before I step on that mine I ask myself |
| [04:02.28] | " Aid he just spoke the truth?"" |
| [04:11.46] | Briefly I comprehend, |
| [04:13.83] | all this time I was damned |
| [04:18.39] | His grudge keeps me in hell for eternity |
| [04:27.38] | Every time I die he waits for me |
| [04:32.56] | This is my destiny |