| Song | Funeral Hymn |
| Artist | Exodus |
| Album | The Atrocity Exhibition - Exhibit A |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Holt | |
| Let not the sun go down on my wrath | |
| I let it shake the world | |
| Vengeance is the grudge | |
| I bear flag of reckoning unfurled | |
| You are the architect of your own demise so smile no more | |
| I am the gatekeeper, and you are mine for evermore [Chorus:] | |
| Come greet the reaper | |
| You know the time is nigh | |
| This is the day of reckoning, your time to die | |
| Brave men they spin in fear | |
| At the sound of my voice | |
| Say goodbye to life so dear | |
| You no longer have a choice | |
| Burnt black and silent, rust and blood upon my reaper’s blade | |
| I come collect the tolls gather up all the debts unpaid | |
| I call when you least expect but when you deserve it the most | |
| Behold the timekeeper the end is getting close [Chorus] | |
| The dead no longer have | |
| A cross to bear | |
| The dead no longer have | |
| Need to despair | |
| Death has come | |
| And set the snare | |
| Death will come | |
| When you are unaware [Solo: Lee] [Solo: Gary] [Solo: Gary] [Solo: Lee] | |
| The misbegotten have the gall to think them safe and sound | |
| They try to cheat the reaper scatter, hide, no matter, found | |
| The wheel of life is standing still | |
| For them it turns no more | |
| Now comes the soul keeper and you become my whore [Chorus] |
| zuo ci : Holt | |
| Let not the sun go down on my wrath | |
| I let it shake the world | |
| Vengeance is the grudge | |
| I bear flag of reckoning unfurled | |
| You are the architect of your own demise so smile no more | |
| I am the gatekeeper, and you are mine for evermore Chorus: | |
| Come greet the reaper | |
| You know the time is nigh | |
| This is the day of reckoning, your time to die | |
| Brave men they spin in fear | |
| At the sound of my voice | |
| Say goodbye to life so dear | |
| You no longer have a choice | |
| Burnt black and silent, rust and blood upon my reaper' s blade | |
| I come collect the tolls gather up all the debts unpaid | |
| I call when you least expect but when you deserve it the most | |
| Behold the timekeeper the end is getting close Chorus | |
| The dead no longer have | |
| A cross to bear | |
| The dead no longer have | |
| Need to despair | |
| Death has come | |
| And set the snare | |
| Death will come | |
| When you are unaware Solo: Lee Solo: Gary Solo: Gary Solo: Lee | |
| The misbegotten have the gall to think them safe and sound | |
| They try to cheat the reaper scatter, hide, no matter, found | |
| The wheel of life is standing still | |
| For them it turns no more | |
| Now comes the soul keeper and you become my whore Chorus |
| zuò cí : Holt | |
| Let not the sun go down on my wrath | |
| I let it shake the world | |
| Vengeance is the grudge | |
| I bear flag of reckoning unfurled | |
| You are the architect of your own demise so smile no more | |
| I am the gatekeeper, and you are mine for evermore Chorus: | |
| Come greet the reaper | |
| You know the time is nigh | |
| This is the day of reckoning, your time to die | |
| Brave men they spin in fear | |
| At the sound of my voice | |
| Say goodbye to life so dear | |
| You no longer have a choice | |
| Burnt black and silent, rust and blood upon my reaper' s blade | |
| I come collect the tolls gather up all the debts unpaid | |
| I call when you least expect but when you deserve it the most | |
| Behold the timekeeper the end is getting close Chorus | |
| The dead no longer have | |
| A cross to bear | |
| The dead no longer have | |
| Need to despair | |
| Death has come | |
| And set the snare | |
| Death will come | |
| When you are unaware Solo: Lee Solo: Gary Solo: Gary Solo: Lee | |
| The misbegotten have the gall to think them safe and sound | |
| They try to cheat the reaper scatter, hide, no matter, found | |
| The wheel of life is standing still | |
| For them it turns no more | |
| Now comes the soul keeper and you become my whore Chorus |