| Song | Dry Run |
| Artist | Dark Tranquillity |
| Album | Character |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jivarp, Nicklasson, Stanne | |
| It comes from all we're giving | |
| In seemingly endless supply | |
| As signals cross defiantly | |
| Into this volatile mix we charge | |
| And the stubborn mind repeats | |
| The errors to challenge our grounds | |
| Either soar above or the detour takes you right | |
| Back down | |
| To where no one wants to see | |
| Misgivings in this starry nightlight | |
| Fill in the blanks | |
| That one will fall | |
| To the haunts and horrors | |
| To the haunts and horrors | |
| There is nothing left | |
| A mere shadow | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| There is nothing there | |
| An empty prop | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| It gets you deep | |
| Down low now | |
| As they told you of the blazing heights | |
| The stage from which the world is viewed | |
| Is the mirror to shatter the image | |
| The crypt he kept for hiding | |
| Retreat from another attack | |
| Painlessly forgiving | |
| A refuge in deceptive black | |
| It works within the system | |
| And they won't understand | |
| A lesser known deceiver | |
| Will fool you even more | |
| Now, now, now | |
| Now taunt the wasted | |
| It's all about nothing | |
| What to squeeze within the span of attention | |
| Brought to ground | |
| Let the chaos pass | |
| That one will fail | |
| By the screams and terrors | |
| By the screams and terrors | |
| There is nothing left | |
| A mere shadow | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| There is nothing there | |
| An empty prop | |
| When adrenaline runs dry |
| zuo ci : Jivarp, Nicklasson, Stanne | |
| It comes from all we' re giving | |
| In seemingly endless supply | |
| As signals cross defiantly | |
| Into this volatile mix we charge | |
| And the stubborn mind repeats | |
| The errors to challenge our grounds | |
| Either soar above or the detour takes you right | |
| Back down | |
| To where no one wants to see | |
| Misgivings in this starry nightlight | |
| Fill in the blanks | |
| That one will fall | |
| To the haunts and horrors | |
| To the haunts and horrors | |
| There is nothing left | |
| A mere shadow | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| There is nothing there | |
| An empty prop | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| It gets you deep | |
| Down low now | |
| As they told you of the blazing heights | |
| The stage from which the world is viewed | |
| Is the mirror to shatter the image | |
| The crypt he kept for hiding | |
| Retreat from another attack | |
| Painlessly forgiving | |
| A refuge in deceptive black | |
| It works within the system | |
| And they won' t understand | |
| A lesser known deceiver | |
| Will fool you even more | |
| Now, now, now | |
| Now taunt the wasted | |
| It' s all about nothing | |
| What to squeeze within the span of attention | |
| Brought to ground | |
| Let the chaos pass | |
| That one will fail | |
| By the screams and terrors | |
| By the screams and terrors | |
| There is nothing left | |
| A mere shadow | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| There is nothing there | |
| An empty prop | |
| When adrenaline runs dry |
| zuò cí : Jivarp, Nicklasson, Stanne | |
| It comes from all we' re giving | |
| In seemingly endless supply | |
| As signals cross defiantly | |
| Into this volatile mix we charge | |
| And the stubborn mind repeats | |
| The errors to challenge our grounds | |
| Either soar above or the detour takes you right | |
| Back down | |
| To where no one wants to see | |
| Misgivings in this starry nightlight | |
| Fill in the blanks | |
| That one will fall | |
| To the haunts and horrors | |
| To the haunts and horrors | |
| There is nothing left | |
| A mere shadow | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| There is nothing there | |
| An empty prop | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| It gets you deep | |
| Down low now | |
| As they told you of the blazing heights | |
| The stage from which the world is viewed | |
| Is the mirror to shatter the image | |
| The crypt he kept for hiding | |
| Retreat from another attack | |
| Painlessly forgiving | |
| A refuge in deceptive black | |
| It works within the system | |
| And they won' t understand | |
| A lesser known deceiver | |
| Will fool you even more | |
| Now, now, now | |
| Now taunt the wasted | |
| It' s all about nothing | |
| What to squeeze within the span of attention | |
| Brought to ground | |
| Let the chaos pass | |
| That one will fail | |
| By the screams and terrors | |
| By the screams and terrors | |
| There is nothing left | |
| A mere shadow | |
| When adrenaline runs dry | |
| There is nothing there | |
| An empty prop | |
| When adrenaline runs dry |