| Song | Into The Oblong Box |
| Artist | Usurper |
| Album | Necronemesis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Scythe | |
| Into The Oblong | |
| Box Into darkness, into fear | |
| Into nothingness... into the oblong box | |
| Spawned of cosmic dust | |
| Into human form | |
| With the fear of death | |
| Man invents his gods | |
| Kings and tyrants reign | |
| Religion is spawned | |
| Fear becomes obsession | |
| Obsession grips us all | |
| Life is pain, sands of time run quick | |
| Deaths' cold embrace... oblivion | |
| Borrowed time, each breath we take | |
| Brings us closer to our last | |
| Into darkness, into fear | |
| Into nothingness... into the oblong box | |
| Universal chaos | |
| Instinct to survive | |
| Merciless existence | |
| Alone... we die | |
| Buried and forgotten | |
| Lost in space and time | |
| From dust we have arisen | |
| To dust... we return | |
| Romantic dreams | |
| Tales of peace | |
| Eternal sleep | |
| Forever Misery and pain | |
| Brings us closer | |
| To our home | |
| The Box |
| zuo qu : Scythe | |
| Into The Oblong | |
| Box Into darkness, into fear | |
| Into nothingness... into the oblong box | |
| Spawned of cosmic dust | |
| Into human form | |
| With the fear of death | |
| Man invents his gods | |
| Kings and tyrants reign | |
| Religion is spawned | |
| Fear becomes obsession | |
| Obsession grips us all | |
| Life is pain, sands of time run quick | |
| Deaths' cold embrace... oblivion | |
| Borrowed time, each breath we take | |
| Brings us closer to our last | |
| Into darkness, into fear | |
| Into nothingness... into the oblong box | |
| Universal chaos | |
| Instinct to survive | |
| Merciless existence | |
| Alone... we die | |
| Buried and forgotten | |
| Lost in space and time | |
| From dust we have arisen | |
| To dust... we return | |
| Romantic dreams | |
| Tales of peace | |
| Eternal sleep | |
| Forever Misery and pain | |
| Brings us closer | |
| To our home | |
| The Box |
| zuò qǔ : Scythe | |
| Into The Oblong | |
| Box Into darkness, into fear | |
| Into nothingness... into the oblong box | |
| Spawned of cosmic dust | |
| Into human form | |
| With the fear of death | |
| Man invents his gods | |
| Kings and tyrants reign | |
| Religion is spawned | |
| Fear becomes obsession | |
| Obsession grips us all | |
| Life is pain, sands of time run quick | |
| Deaths' cold embrace... oblivion | |
| Borrowed time, each breath we take | |
| Brings us closer to our last | |
| Into darkness, into fear | |
| Into nothingness... into the oblong box | |
| Universal chaos | |
| Instinct to survive | |
| Merciless existence | |
| Alone... we die | |
| Buried and forgotten | |
| Lost in space and time | |
| From dust we have arisen | |
| To dust... we return | |
| Romantic dreams | |
| Tales of peace | |
| Eternal sleep | |
| Forever Misery and pain | |
| Brings us closer | |
| To our home | |
| The Box |