| Song | Day 69 |
| Artist | Decapitated |
| Album | Organic Hallucinosis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Decapitated | |
| The shaft of daylight melts dirty panes | |
| The stench of life pulls them out from their dreams | |
| Those living wastes on the streets outside | |
| Woken up again with no place to hide | |
| Daily food like shit and beer | |
| This taste is stronger than heroin | |
| I open cardboard box to see | |
| (Waclaw Kieltyka - Guitar Solo) | |
| As a river of shit pours over me | |
| The secretions of city mass machine | |
| Sewers running through my veins | |
| (Witold Kieltyka - Drum Solo) | |
| The shaft of daylight melts dirty panes | |
| The stench of life pulls them out from their dreams | |
| Those living wastes on the streets outside | |
| Woken up again with no place to.. |
| zuo qu : Decapitated | |
| The shaft of daylight melts dirty panes | |
| The stench of life pulls them out from their dreams | |
| Those living wastes on the streets outside | |
| Woken up again with no place to hide | |
| Daily food like shit and beer | |
| This taste is stronger than heroin | |
| I open cardboard box to see | |
| Waclaw Kieltyka Guitar Solo | |
| As a river of shit pours over me | |
| The secretions of city mass machine | |
| Sewers running through my veins | |
| Witold Kieltyka Drum Solo | |
| The shaft of daylight melts dirty panes | |
| The stench of life pulls them out from their dreams | |
| Those living wastes on the streets outside | |
| Woken up again with no place to.. |
| zuò qǔ : Decapitated | |
| The shaft of daylight melts dirty panes | |
| The stench of life pulls them out from their dreams | |
| Those living wastes on the streets outside | |
| Woken up again with no place to hide | |
| Daily food like shit and beer | |
| This taste is stronger than heroin | |
| I open cardboard box to see | |
| Waclaw Kieltyka Guitar Solo | |
| As a river of shit pours over me | |
| The secretions of city mass machine | |
| Sewers running through my veins | |
| Witold Kieltyka Drum Solo | |
| The shaft of daylight melts dirty panes | |
| The stench of life pulls them out from their dreams | |
| Those living wastes on the streets outside | |
| Woken up again with no place to.. |