| Song | Bullets Are Mine |
| Artist | Grave |
| Album | Soulless (Re-Issue) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Grave | |
| Murder, another dead found | |
| Covered with blood | |
| Body nailed to the ground | |
| Murder in the first degree | |
| Died on his knees | |
| On every charge | |
| I am guilty | |
| The bullets are mine | |
| Crying, dying victim crying | |
| Tears are falling from the eye | |
| A witness to my parricide | |
| Mother, raped beyond belief | |
| Her head decorated the wall | |
| On every charge | |
| I am guilty | |
| The bullets are mine | |
| Lying in the garden of stone | |
| Awaiting the end | |
| The river runs red, screams of pain | |
| Released by victims of my bullet rain | |
| Kill, killing is my drug | |
| My gun is my god | |
| You will suffer my slug |
| zuo ci : Grave | |
| Murder, another dead found | |
| Covered with blood | |
| Body nailed to the ground | |
| Murder in the first degree | |
| Died on his knees | |
| On every charge | |
| I am guilty | |
| The bullets are mine | |
| Crying, dying victim crying | |
| Tears are falling from the eye | |
| A witness to my parricide | |
| Mother, raped beyond belief | |
| Her head decorated the wall | |
| On every charge | |
| I am guilty | |
| The bullets are mine | |
| Lying in the garden of stone | |
| Awaiting the end | |
| The river runs red, screams of pain | |
| Released by victims of my bullet rain | |
| Kill, killing is my drug | |
| My gun is my god | |
| You will suffer my slug |
| zuò cí : Grave | |
| Murder, another dead found | |
| Covered with blood | |
| Body nailed to the ground | |
| Murder in the first degree | |
| Died on his knees | |
| On every charge | |
| I am guilty | |
| The bullets are mine | |
| Crying, dying victim crying | |
| Tears are falling from the eye | |
| A witness to my parricide | |
| Mother, raped beyond belief | |
| Her head decorated the wall | |
| On every charge | |
| I am guilty | |
| The bullets are mine | |
| Lying in the garden of stone | |
| Awaiting the end | |
| The river runs red, screams of pain | |
| Released by victims of my bullet rain | |
| Kill, killing is my drug | |
| My gun is my god | |
| You will suffer my slug |