| Song | Cult of Death |
| Artist | Deathchain |
| Album | Cult of Death |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Corpse | |
| We stand before thee | |
| The ancient god of death | |
| And we kneel before the pit | |
| The path to your kingdom come | |
| Cast away by the shadows | |
| Now you rule in the deep | |
| True king of the void | |
| Come make us clean | |
| Before the dawn of men | |
| Inside these temple walls | |
| Unholy oaths were sworn | |
| Among the chosen ones | |
| To be held in secrecy | |
| To be held in silence | |
| Until the day would come | |
| For him to arrive | |
| Gathering at the circle | |
| The ritual is soon complete | |
| Eerie rumbling can be heard | |
| It's coming from the world between | |
| Whispering with the unpure tongue | |
| Spoken only by this god | |
| Stronger than the starless aeons | |
| Stronger than the weight of time | |
| We are the cult of death - we keep the flames alive | |
| We are the cult of death - the children of the scorn | |
| Consuming dark begins to grow | |
| The hour of coming approaches | |
| The ceremony has proceeded | |
| Everflowing stream has opened | |
| We are the cult of death - we keep the flames alive | |
| We are the cult of death - the children of the scorn | |
| Stench of death closing in | |
| He is coming from the deepest depths | |
| Come and seek your might | |
| From the face of this earth | |
| Destroyer - conqueror - legion - tyrant | |
| This wait is soon to be over | |
| As the walls are breeding doom | |
| Thy mighty force of evil | |
| Repulsive yet so pure | |
| As we see them, horns arising | |
| All is covered in black blood | |
| Three heads, three mouths for blaspheming | |
| Bears this one true king | |
| Destroyer - conqueror - legion - tyrant | |
| Our hearts are filled with pride | |
| He is greater than we thought | |
| Strong as the mountainside | |
| Strong as the stormiest sea |
| zuo qu : Corpse | |
| We stand before thee | |
| The ancient god of death | |
| And we kneel before the pit | |
| The path to your kingdom come | |
| Cast away by the shadows | |
| Now you rule in the deep | |
| True king of the void | |
| Come make us clean | |
| Before the dawn of men | |
| Inside these temple walls | |
| Unholy oaths were sworn | |
| Among the chosen ones | |
| To be held in secrecy | |
| To be held in silence | |
| Until the day would come | |
| For him to arrive | |
| Gathering at the circle | |
| The ritual is soon complete | |
| Eerie rumbling can be heard | |
| It' s coming from the world between | |
| Whispering with the unpure tongue | |
| Spoken only by this god | |
| Stronger than the starless aeons | |
| Stronger than the weight of time | |
| We are the cult of death we keep the flames alive | |
| We are the cult of death the children of the scorn | |
| Consuming dark begins to grow | |
| The hour of coming approaches | |
| The ceremony has proceeded | |
| Everflowing stream has opened | |
| We are the cult of death we keep the flames alive | |
| We are the cult of death the children of the scorn | |
| Stench of death closing in | |
| He is coming from the deepest depths | |
| Come and seek your might | |
| From the face of this earth | |
| Destroyer conqueror legion tyrant | |
| This wait is soon to be over | |
| As the walls are breeding doom | |
| Thy mighty force of evil | |
| Repulsive yet so pure | |
| As we see them, horns arising | |
| All is covered in black blood | |
| Three heads, three mouths for blaspheming | |
| Bears this one true king | |
| Destroyer conqueror legion tyrant | |
| Our hearts are filled with pride | |
| He is greater than we thought | |
| Strong as the mountainside | |
| Strong as the stormiest sea |
| zuò qǔ : Corpse | |
| We stand before thee | |
| The ancient god of death | |
| And we kneel before the pit | |
| The path to your kingdom come | |
| Cast away by the shadows | |
| Now you rule in the deep | |
| True king of the void | |
| Come make us clean | |
| Before the dawn of men | |
| Inside these temple walls | |
| Unholy oaths were sworn | |
| Among the chosen ones | |
| To be held in secrecy | |
| To be held in silence | |
| Until the day would come | |
| For him to arrive | |
| Gathering at the circle | |
| The ritual is soon complete | |
| Eerie rumbling can be heard | |
| It' s coming from the world between | |
| Whispering with the unpure tongue | |
| Spoken only by this god | |
| Stronger than the starless aeons | |
| Stronger than the weight of time | |
| We are the cult of death we keep the flames alive | |
| We are the cult of death the children of the scorn | |
| Consuming dark begins to grow | |
| The hour of coming approaches | |
| The ceremony has proceeded | |
| Everflowing stream has opened | |
| We are the cult of death we keep the flames alive | |
| We are the cult of death the children of the scorn | |
| Stench of death closing in | |
| He is coming from the deepest depths | |
| Come and seek your might | |
| From the face of this earth | |
| Destroyer conqueror legion tyrant | |
| This wait is soon to be over | |
| As the walls are breeding doom | |
| Thy mighty force of evil | |
| Repulsive yet so pure | |
| As we see them, horns arising | |
| All is covered in black blood | |
| Three heads, three mouths for blaspheming | |
| Bears this one true king | |
| Destroyer conqueror legion tyrant | |
| Our hearts are filled with pride | |
| He is greater than we thought | |
| Strong as the mountainside | |
| Strong as the stormiest sea |