| Song | Between The Demons |
| Artist | Raised Fist |
| Album | Dedication |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Raised Fist | |
| I am the darkest demon. | |
| Taken from the second season. | |
| I reside at the bottom of a bottle and my inside is about to rot. | |
| I’m working to inflict some pain. | |
| Bloodstain! | |
| In front of me you stand trial. | |
| Come to me my child. | |
| And no one can hear me cry. | |
| I’m the rest of your life. | |
| And sadly | |
| I stand trial. | |
| Come to me my child. | |
| I’m trapped between the demons, have to get away from the darkest season. | |
| Wiping the sweat off my forehead seconds before his eyes turn into red. | |
| I’m looking for another location, simply running into desperation. | |
| Nothing changes | |
| I’ve lost my faith. | |
| Why did I have to grow up in hate? | |
| Feels like a living insanity. | |
| I am the dark reality. | |
| Something is pulling me down. | |
| I capture all the hate around. | |
| Moving in different corners. | |
| I make you feel worthless. | |
| It feels like | |
| I’m on trial. | |
| Come to me my child. |
| zuo qu : Raised Fist | |
| I am the darkest demon. | |
| Taken from the second season. | |
| I reside at the bottom of a bottle and my inside is about to rot. | |
| I' m working to inflict some pain. | |
| Bloodstain! | |
| In front of me you stand trial. | |
| Come to me my child. | |
| And no one can hear me cry. | |
| I' m the rest of your life. | |
| And sadly | |
| I stand trial. | |
| Come to me my child. | |
| I' m trapped between the demons, have to get away from the darkest season. | |
| Wiping the sweat off my forehead seconds before his eyes turn into red. | |
| I' m looking for another location, simply running into desperation. | |
| Nothing changes | |
| I' ve lost my faith. | |
| Why did I have to grow up in hate? | |
| Feels like a living insanity. | |
| I am the dark reality. | |
| Something is pulling me down. | |
| I capture all the hate around. | |
| Moving in different corners. | |
| I make you feel worthless. | |
| It feels like | |
| I' m on trial. | |
| Come to me my child. |
| zuò qǔ : Raised Fist | |
| I am the darkest demon. | |
| Taken from the second season. | |
| I reside at the bottom of a bottle and my inside is about to rot. | |
| I' m working to inflict some pain. | |
| Bloodstain! | |
| In front of me you stand trial. | |
| Come to me my child. | |
| And no one can hear me cry. | |
| I' m the rest of your life. | |
| And sadly | |
| I stand trial. | |
| Come to me my child. | |
| I' m trapped between the demons, have to get away from the darkest season. | |
| Wiping the sweat off my forehead seconds before his eyes turn into red. | |
| I' m looking for another location, simply running into desperation. | |
| Nothing changes | |
| I' ve lost my faith. | |
| Why did I have to grow up in hate? | |
| Feels like a living insanity. | |
| I am the dark reality. | |
| Something is pulling me down. | |
| I capture all the hate around. | |
| Moving in different corners. | |
| I make you feel worthless. | |
| It feels like | |
| I' m on trial. | |
| Come to me my child. |