| Song | Sorrowfilled |
| Artist | Dismember |
| Album | Indecent & Obscene |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Estby, Karki | |
| How this, my rightful palace | |
| Has been fouled | |
| With the dust | |
| Of countless innocent dead | |
| Ornated extinction | |
| Of a soon-to-be soul | |
| Stripped naked | |
| I runFrom this ultimate goal | |
| First I was warm | |
| Then I drifted cold | |
| I saw the afterlife | |
| So ancient and so old | |
| Hate the only true emotion | |
| So should it be | |
| So shall it be | |
| Where the void is eternal | |
| And life is internal | |
| I was born a god | |
| And will die as one | |
| Without a pure soul | |
| I cannot give sight | |
| To their blind lives | |
| But will only blind myself | |
| And leaves me nothing | |
| But sorrowfilled | |
| The vastness | |
| I seeThat surrounds me | |
| I am one with infinity | |
| Trapped in the world of formlessness | |
| The world is dying | |
| Nihilistic rage burns deep within | |
| I am one with blasphemy | |
| Trapped in the world of formlessness | |
| The world is dying | |
| Source of power kept free from sin |
| zuo ci : Estby, Karki | |
| How this, my rightful palace | |
| Has been fouled | |
| With the dust | |
| Of countless innocent dead | |
| Ornated extinction | |
| Of a soontobe soul | |
| Stripped naked | |
| I runFrom this ultimate goal | |
| First I was warm | |
| Then I drifted cold | |
| I saw the afterlife | |
| So ancient and so old | |
| Hate the only true emotion | |
| So should it be | |
| So shall it be | |
| Where the void is eternal | |
| And life is internal | |
| I was born a god | |
| And will die as one | |
| Without a pure soul | |
| I cannot give sight | |
| To their blind lives | |
| But will only blind myself | |
| And leaves me nothing | |
| But sorrowfilled | |
| The vastness | |
| I seeThat surrounds me | |
| I am one with infinity | |
| Trapped in the world of formlessness | |
| The world is dying | |
| Nihilistic rage burns deep within | |
| I am one with blasphemy | |
| Trapped in the world of formlessness | |
| The world is dying | |
| Source of power kept free from sin |
| zuò cí : Estby, Karki | |
| How this, my rightful palace | |
| Has been fouled | |
| With the dust | |
| Of countless innocent dead | |
| Ornated extinction | |
| Of a soontobe soul | |
| Stripped naked | |
| I runFrom this ultimate goal | |
| First I was warm | |
| Then I drifted cold | |
| I saw the afterlife | |
| So ancient and so old | |
| Hate the only true emotion | |
| So should it be | |
| So shall it be | |
| Where the void is eternal | |
| And life is internal | |
| I was born a god | |
| And will die as one | |
| Without a pure soul | |
| I cannot give sight | |
| To their blind lives | |
| But will only blind myself | |
| And leaves me nothing | |
| But sorrowfilled | |
| The vastness | |
| I seeThat surrounds me | |
| I am one with infinity | |
| Trapped in the world of formlessness | |
| The world is dying | |
| Nihilistic rage burns deep within | |
| I am one with blasphemy | |
| Trapped in the world of formlessness | |
| The world is dying | |
| Source of power kept free from sin |