| Song | Shades of Heavenly Death |
| Artist | Fates Warning |
| Album | No Exit |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Aresti | |
| By black we ride, or so they say | |
| Our need for reason, there greed is paid | |
| Powers rumble for spiritual sway | |
| Paths are laid then leaders stray | |
| It's right then left, witch way to turn | |
| Follow me or forever burn | |
| We evil blessed, bring your soul to sell | |
| All wish away into empty wells | |
| Fortunes found in holy halls | |
| Redeem your every fault | |
| When dogmas given are blindly held | |
| And treasures given caught | |
| Any wish can only last | |
| Until the spell's descried | |
| While subtle, wicked ways | |
| Fracture weakened minds | |
| Slaves of a different kind march to broken bells | |
| Freedom in a bind and make it all sound well | |
| Blackened blue etched in glass forming outer walls | |
| Tell clearly of the emptiness and mute distressful calls | |
| Lines lead to dead ends where | |
| Plays seen are never clear | |
| And those who ride never fare | |
| Crowned voids forever rule | |
| In worlds lived and learned of fools | |
| Conformity's the teachers' tool |
| zuo ci : Aresti | |
| By black we ride, or so they say | |
| Our need for reason, there greed is paid | |
| Powers rumble for spiritual sway | |
| Paths are laid then leaders stray | |
| It' s right then left, witch way to turn | |
| Follow me or forever burn | |
| We evil blessed, bring your soul to sell | |
| All wish away into empty wells | |
| Fortunes found in holy halls | |
| Redeem your every fault | |
| When dogmas given are blindly held | |
| And treasures given caught | |
| Any wish can only last | |
| Until the spell' s descried | |
| While subtle, wicked ways | |
| Fracture weakened minds | |
| Slaves of a different kind march to broken bells | |
| Freedom in a bind and make it all sound well | |
| Blackened blue etched in glass forming outer walls | |
| Tell clearly of the emptiness and mute distressful calls | |
| Lines lead to dead ends where | |
| Plays seen are never clear | |
| And those who ride never fare | |
| Crowned voids forever rule | |
| In worlds lived and learned of fools | |
| Conformity' s the teachers' tool |
| zuò cí : Aresti | |
| By black we ride, or so they say | |
| Our need for reason, there greed is paid | |
| Powers rumble for spiritual sway | |
| Paths are laid then leaders stray | |
| It' s right then left, witch way to turn | |
| Follow me or forever burn | |
| We evil blessed, bring your soul to sell | |
| All wish away into empty wells | |
| Fortunes found in holy halls | |
| Redeem your every fault | |
| When dogmas given are blindly held | |
| And treasures given caught | |
| Any wish can only last | |
| Until the spell' s descried | |
| While subtle, wicked ways | |
| Fracture weakened minds | |
| Slaves of a different kind march to broken bells | |
| Freedom in a bind and make it all sound well | |
| Blackened blue etched in glass forming outer walls | |
| Tell clearly of the emptiness and mute distressful calls | |
| Lines lead to dead ends where | |
| Plays seen are never clear | |
| And those who ride never fare | |
| Crowned voids forever rule | |
| In worlds lived and learned of fools | |
| Conformity' s the teachers' tool |