| Song | Biomachines |
| Artist | Earth Crisis |
| Album | Slither |
| 作词 : Earth Crisis | |
| Dawn of the biomachines. | |
| Experiments to spawn the new breed of half living creatures to butcher for organs. | |
| Transplants extend another's life span, re-created, twisted in neo-god's hands. | |
| Animals physiologically altered to increase their output for human usage. | |
| Left immobile as designed, trapped in a tortuous unexistence. | |
| Monstrosities brought into being. | |
| Behind the walls of laboratories, crimes go unseen. | |
| Dawn of the biomachines. | |
| Horrific cruelty inflicted, demons in white coats leer down on their prey. | |
| Trapped in a hell on earth that's unknown - not heard not seen: until death they'll stay. | |
| Helpless beings brutalized by madmen, trained to deny that they're even alive. | |
| The basic motive financial gain, profit estimates drown the cries of pain. | |
| Monstrosities brought into being. | |
| Behind the walls of laboratories, crimes go unseen. | |
| Medical Research, subjects aren't even seen as alive. | |
| Behold the dawn, behold the dawn | |
| Behold the dawn, behold the dawn | |
| Behold the dawn, behold the dawn | |
| Behold the dawn of the biomachines. | |
| Monstrosities brought into being. | |
| Behind the walls of laboratories, crimes go unseen. |
| zuò cí : Earth Crisis | |
| Dawn of the biomachines. | |
| Experiments to spawn the new breed of half living creatures to butcher for organs. | |
| Transplants extend another' s life span, recreated, twisted in neogod' s hands. | |
| Animals physiologically altered to increase their output for human usage. | |
| Left immobile as designed, trapped in a tortuous unexistence. | |
| Monstrosities brought into being. | |
| Behind the walls of laboratories, crimes go unseen. | |
| Dawn of the biomachines. | |
| Horrific cruelty inflicted, demons in white coats leer down on their prey. | |
| Trapped in a hell on earth that' s unknown not heard not seen: until death they' ll stay. | |
| Helpless beings brutalized by madmen, trained to deny that they' re even alive. | |
| The basic motive financial gain, profit estimates drown the cries of pain. | |
| Monstrosities brought into being. | |
| Behind the walls of laboratories, crimes go unseen. | |
| Medical Research, subjects aren' t even seen as alive. | |
| Behold the dawn, behold the dawn | |
| Behold the dawn, behold the dawn | |
| Behold the dawn, behold the dawn | |
| Behold the dawn of the biomachines. | |
| Monstrosities brought into being. | |
| Behind the walls of laboratories, crimes go unseen. |