| Song | Death Is Our Freedom |
| Artist | The Foreshadowing |
| Album | Days Of Nothing |
| 作曲 : Pace, Sosto | |
| The weakness of times | |
| we'll pay for it. | |
| Distrust of the next | |
| and fear for death. | |
| The poor and the mighty live in the same place that we shared. | |
| The good and the evil | |
| the destroyed | |
| the destroyer | |
| Death is our freedom | |
| makes us equal men, | |
| regardless of our place and birth, | |
| regardless of our plans and deals, | |
| she'll never break her promises. | |
| She decides for us | |
| when the wretches stand | |
| in the wreckage. | |
| she makes us more miserable. | |
| There's no compromise | |
| to escape our lies | |
| they're running to nowhere. | |
| We had a feeling, a shelter, and some air to breathe. | |
| And exposed to distant clouds, we never saw sunset and dawn. | |
| Death is our freedom | |
| makes us equal men, | |
| regardless of our place and birth, | |
| regardless of our plans and deals, | |
| she'll never break her promises. | |
| Slow decay and rest | |
| as we're running fast, | |
| and the mighty ones are nothing but the last ones. | |
| There's no compromise | |
| to escape our lies | |
| they're running to nowhere. | |
| Death is our freedom | |
| Death is our freedom… |
| zuò qǔ : Pace, Sosto | |
| The weakness of times | |
| we' ll pay for it. | |
| Distrust of the next | |
| and fear for death. | |
| The poor and the mighty live in the same place that we shared. | |
| The good and the evil | |
| the destroyed | |
| the destroyer | |
| Death is our freedom | |
| makes us equal men, | |
| regardless of our place and birth, | |
| regardless of our plans and deals, | |
| she' ll never break her promises. | |
| She decides for us | |
| when the wretches stand | |
| in the wreckage. | |
| she makes us more miserable. | |
| There' s no compromise | |
| to escape our lies | |
| they' re running to nowhere. | |
| We had a feeling, a shelter, and some air to breathe. | |
| And exposed to distant clouds, we never saw sunset and dawn. | |
| Death is our freedom | |
| makes us equal men, | |
| regardless of our place and birth, | |
| regardless of our plans and deals, | |
| she' ll never break her promises. | |
| Slow decay and rest | |
| as we' re running fast, | |
| and the mighty ones are nothing but the last ones. | |
| There' s no compromise | |
| to escape our lies | |
| they' re running to nowhere. | |
| Death is our freedom | |
| Death is our freedom |