| Song | Monition |
| Artist | Unearth |
| Album | Stings of Conscience |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Unearth | |
| As our standards fall. | |
| Belief and faith dies. | |
| It's made it's mark. | |
| Now we wander into our final our. | |
| Wars. Faith. | |
| Failing methods fill the days. | |
| Undermine life. | |
| Baneful steps that conjure hate. | |
| Claiming our lives. | |
| Balance fades with every day. | |
| A growing cloud. | |
| Simple lessons show the way. | |
| Fall into void. | |
| We stopped listening. | |
| Followed our nature. | |
| Bound by hatred our lives grow torn. | |
| Finding new ways to betray. | |
| Claiming the weak. | |
| Boundaries crossed with no remorse. | |
| Killing ourselves. | |
| Forcing dogma overthrown. | |
| A new standard waits. | |
| Credence in all but one. | |
| Our own kind. | |
| Are you listening? | |
| Now can you feel me? | |
| Now are you listening? | |
| Now can you feel me? | |
| Take one look at our battered existence. | |
| This persists in unity as every culture burns and segregates. | |
| Wars! | |
| Shattered our lives grow torn. | |
| Who will save you? | |
| Our demise. | |
| Stand up it's time to face your day. | |
| Regret is such a bitter taste. | |
| Such a bitter taste. | |
| Regret. | |
| Such a bitter taste. |
| zuo qu : Unearth | |
| As our standards fall. | |
| Belief and faith dies. | |
| It' s made it' s mark. | |
| Now we wander into our final our. | |
| Wars. Faith. | |
| Failing methods fill the days. | |
| Undermine life. | |
| Baneful steps that conjure hate. | |
| Claiming our lives. | |
| Balance fades with every day. | |
| A growing cloud. | |
| Simple lessons show the way. | |
| Fall into void. | |
| We stopped listening. | |
| Followed our nature. | |
| Bound by hatred our lives grow torn. | |
| Finding new ways to betray. | |
| Claiming the weak. | |
| Boundaries crossed with no remorse. | |
| Killing ourselves. | |
| Forcing dogma overthrown. | |
| A new standard waits. | |
| Credence in all but one. | |
| Our own kind. | |
| Are you listening? | |
| Now can you feel me? | |
| Now are you listening? | |
| Now can you feel me? | |
| Take one look at our battered existence. | |
| This persists in unity as every culture burns and segregates. | |
| Wars! | |
| Shattered our lives grow torn. | |
| Who will save you? | |
| Our demise. | |
| Stand up it' s time to face your day. | |
| Regret is such a bitter taste. | |
| Such a bitter taste. | |
| Regret. | |
| Such a bitter taste. |
| zuò qǔ : Unearth | |
| As our standards fall. | |
| Belief and faith dies. | |
| It' s made it' s mark. | |
| Now we wander into our final our. | |
| Wars. Faith. | |
| Failing methods fill the days. | |
| Undermine life. | |
| Baneful steps that conjure hate. | |
| Claiming our lives. | |
| Balance fades with every day. | |
| A growing cloud. | |
| Simple lessons show the way. | |
| Fall into void. | |
| We stopped listening. | |
| Followed our nature. | |
| Bound by hatred our lives grow torn. | |
| Finding new ways to betray. | |
| Claiming the weak. | |
| Boundaries crossed with no remorse. | |
| Killing ourselves. | |
| Forcing dogma overthrown. | |
| A new standard waits. | |
| Credence in all but one. | |
| Our own kind. | |
| Are you listening? | |
| Now can you feel me? | |
| Now are you listening? | |
| Now can you feel me? | |
| Take one look at our battered existence. | |
| This persists in unity as every culture burns and segregates. | |
| Wars! | |
| Shattered our lives grow torn. | |
| Who will save you? | |
| Our demise. | |
| Stand up it' s time to face your day. | |
| Regret is such a bitter taste. | |
| Such a bitter taste. | |
| Regret. | |
| Such a bitter taste. |