| Song | In my own greed |
| Artist | Spawn of Possession |
| Album | Noctambulant |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bryssling, Röndum | |
| Silently I step unto my faith, I feel acceptance now, a righteous path they'll grant. | |
| Slavery is all I leave behind, the weak are silent now, bowed down in their own filth. | |
| Across realms never travelled, rupturing climates, the sun is lost | |
| Dragged through this endless gate, the unseen guides whispers for the unseen way. | |
| Breathless air infuse me, calm I absorb the chilling wind. | |
| Black is what lies ahead, in fear I am no more, I shall greet its pain. | |
| Luminous at last, my broken soul with torn off wings through spiteful greed I shall find peace. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| I seek what I should dread, longing for the kingdom high, the promise left to serve my kind. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| Shielded from, the past I leave behind, another day is rising and in its womb, my desire. | |
| The gift, sent that I possess, arried with pride, earned before this time. | |
| Death, inept to claim my stained soul, this journey I have tekn, swept me before its hands | |
| In life came clarity at last, I am of the forgotten, my spirit is dead. | |
| Blinding lights as one to be reborn, uplifted and redeemed, my being their spawn. | |
| I'm the beast that ate my putrid soul in conflict with the earthly, the fleas of mass disgrace. | |
| Harmony, of which I have been robbed, my course is sacrilegious, I honour every step. | |
| Treading forth as I realize I am there to dwell in my might, come solitude. | |
| Seasons passed in my wondering lost for words, perpetual I shall remain. | |
| Luminous at last, my broken soul with torn off wings through spiteful greed I shall find peace. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| I seek what I should dread, longing for the kingdom high, the promise left to serve my kind. | |
| In my own greed, it shall so be. |
| zuo qu : Bryssling, R ndum | |
| Silently I step unto my faith, I feel acceptance now, a righteous path they' ll grant. | |
| Slavery is all I leave behind, the weak are silent now, bowed down in their own filth. | |
| Across realms never travelled, rupturing climates, the sun is lost | |
| Dragged through this endless gate, the unseen guides whispers for the unseen way. | |
| Breathless air infuse me, calm I absorb the chilling wind. | |
| Black is what lies ahead, in fear I am no more, I shall greet its pain. | |
| Luminous at last, my broken soul with torn off wings through spiteful greed I shall find peace. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| I seek what I should dread, longing for the kingdom high, the promise left to serve my kind. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| Shielded from, the past I leave behind, another day is rising and in its womb, my desire. | |
| The gift, sent that I possess, arried with pride, earned before this time. | |
| Death, inept to claim my stained soul, this journey I have tekn, swept me before its hands | |
| In life came clarity at last, I am of the forgotten, my spirit is dead. | |
| Blinding lights as one to be reborn, uplifted and redeemed, my being their spawn. | |
| I' m the beast that ate my putrid soul in conflict with the earthly, the fleas of mass disgrace. | |
| Harmony, of which I have been robbed, my course is sacrilegious, I honour every step. | |
| Treading forth as I realize I am there to dwell in my might, come solitude. | |
| Seasons passed in my wondering lost for words, perpetual I shall remain. | |
| Luminous at last, my broken soul with torn off wings through spiteful greed I shall find peace. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| I seek what I should dread, longing for the kingdom high, the promise left to serve my kind. | |
| In my own greed, it shall so be. |
| zuò qǔ : Bryssling, R ndum | |
| Silently I step unto my faith, I feel acceptance now, a righteous path they' ll grant. | |
| Slavery is all I leave behind, the weak are silent now, bowed down in their own filth. | |
| Across realms never travelled, rupturing climates, the sun is lost | |
| Dragged through this endless gate, the unseen guides whispers for the unseen way. | |
| Breathless air infuse me, calm I absorb the chilling wind. | |
| Black is what lies ahead, in fear I am no more, I shall greet its pain. | |
| Luminous at last, my broken soul with torn off wings through spiteful greed I shall find peace. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| I seek what I should dread, longing for the kingdom high, the promise left to serve my kind. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| Shielded from, the past I leave behind, another day is rising and in its womb, my desire. | |
| The gift, sent that I possess, arried with pride, earned before this time. | |
| Death, inept to claim my stained soul, this journey I have tekn, swept me before its hands | |
| In life came clarity at last, I am of the forgotten, my spirit is dead. | |
| Blinding lights as one to be reborn, uplifted and redeemed, my being their spawn. | |
| I' m the beast that ate my putrid soul in conflict with the earthly, the fleas of mass disgrace. | |
| Harmony, of which I have been robbed, my course is sacrilegious, I honour every step. | |
| Treading forth as I realize I am there to dwell in my might, come solitude. | |
| Seasons passed in my wondering lost for words, perpetual I shall remain. | |
| Luminous at last, my broken soul with torn off wings through spiteful greed I shall find peace. | |
| In my own greed. | |
| I seek what I should dread, longing for the kingdom high, the promise left to serve my kind. | |
| In my own greed, it shall so be. |