| Song | In Words Of Desperation |
| Artist | Kataklysm |
| Album | In The Arms Of Devastation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Iacono, Kataklysm | |
| These shades of gray are the essence of night | |
| They're the definition, I'll make your life | |
| Darkness and fright, your last cry | |
| Withstand my deadly grip | |
| Survivor of tyrants, survivor of emptiness, survivor of lies | |
| Your soul will die for me | |
| I'll take your wildest dreams | |
| I'll take your everything | |
| I'll be your resurrection, your annihilation | |
| I feel the day has come, it's come, for the end to rise | |
| One pain, one sin, one humiliation for this degradation | |
| We march in darkness | |
| In desperation | |
| In vital creation | |
| Sun, burn my eyes, wake me from the dead | |
| Eternal whirlwind of sorrow | |
| I faced your hate and found nothing to repair the emptiness in you | |
| This life you want so much, this hollow sky that rots | |
| This world will swallow you whole and spit you out so cold | |
| Leaving you with nothing serene and nothing to die for | |
| Break the cycle of wanting all that is out of reach | |
| You want this far too much, temptation's endless trap, for a dying breed | |
| These shades of gray are the essence of night | |
| They're the definiton of what I'll make your life | |
| Darkness and fright, your last cry | |
| Withstand my deadly grip | |
| Survivor of tyrants, survivor of emptiness, survivor of lies | |
| Your soul will die for me | |
| In words of desperation | |
| Your cries are never heard | |
| In words of desperation | |
| You sell your spirit to me |
| zuo qu : Iacono, Kataklysm | |
| These shades of gray are the essence of night | |
| They' re the definition, I' ll make your life | |
| Darkness and fright, your last cry | |
| Withstand my deadly grip | |
| Survivor of tyrants, survivor of emptiness, survivor of lies | |
| Your soul will die for me | |
| I' ll take your wildest dreams | |
| I' ll take your everything | |
| I' ll be your resurrection, your annihilation | |
| I feel the day has come, it' s come, for the end to rise | |
| One pain, one sin, one humiliation for this degradation | |
| We march in darkness | |
| In desperation | |
| In vital creation | |
| Sun, burn my eyes, wake me from the dead | |
| Eternal whirlwind of sorrow | |
| I faced your hate and found nothing to repair the emptiness in you | |
| This life you want so much, this hollow sky that rots | |
| This world will swallow you whole and spit you out so cold | |
| Leaving you with nothing serene and nothing to die for | |
| Break the cycle of wanting all that is out of reach | |
| You want this far too much, temptation' s endless trap, for a dying breed | |
| These shades of gray are the essence of night | |
| They' re the definiton of what I' ll make your life | |
| Darkness and fright, your last cry | |
| Withstand my deadly grip | |
| Survivor of tyrants, survivor of emptiness, survivor of lies | |
| Your soul will die for me | |
| In words of desperation | |
| Your cries are never heard | |
| In words of desperation | |
| You sell your spirit to me |
| zuò qǔ : Iacono, Kataklysm | |
| These shades of gray are the essence of night | |
| They' re the definition, I' ll make your life | |
| Darkness and fright, your last cry | |
| Withstand my deadly grip | |
| Survivor of tyrants, survivor of emptiness, survivor of lies | |
| Your soul will die for me | |
| I' ll take your wildest dreams | |
| I' ll take your everything | |
| I' ll be your resurrection, your annihilation | |
| I feel the day has come, it' s come, for the end to rise | |
| One pain, one sin, one humiliation for this degradation | |
| We march in darkness | |
| In desperation | |
| In vital creation | |
| Sun, burn my eyes, wake me from the dead | |
| Eternal whirlwind of sorrow | |
| I faced your hate and found nothing to repair the emptiness in you | |
| This life you want so much, this hollow sky that rots | |
| This world will swallow you whole and spit you out so cold | |
| Leaving you with nothing serene and nothing to die for | |
| Break the cycle of wanting all that is out of reach | |
| You want this far too much, temptation' s endless trap, for a dying breed | |
| These shades of gray are the essence of night | |
| They' re the definiton of what I' ll make your life | |
| Darkness and fright, your last cry | |
| Withstand my deadly grip | |
| Survivor of tyrants, survivor of emptiness, survivor of lies | |
| Your soul will die for me | |
| In words of desperation | |
| Your cries are never heard | |
| In words of desperation | |
| You sell your spirit to me |