| Song | Necropol Lit |
| Artist | Madder Mortem |
| Album | Deadlands |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
| Remake Here | |
| I am in Necropolis | |
| Run my fingers down my spine | |
| Beneath my feet a thousand ruins | |
| Coming here in my own time | |
| Here I am and here | |
| I'm staying | |
| Queen of all that crawls and dies | |
| Queen of crippled, blistered bodies | |
| It's all done and it's all mine | |
| Lay down all at your master's feet | |
| The taint is on you now | |
| This is my turf, this is my land so let the virtue go | |
| And now I see in painful clarity | |
| Intention that was and the truth that will be | |
| Remember the | |
| Necropol lit | |
| Wading through the mirthless alleys | |
| Smell the fear, the cold stale air | |
| Bones and teeth, a garden withered | |
| Broken hands and broken lives | |
| Remember Remake |
| zuo qu : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
| Remake Here | |
| I am in Necropolis | |
| Run my fingers down my spine | |
| Beneath my feet a thousand ruins | |
| Coming here in my own time | |
| Here I am and here | |
| I' m staying | |
| Queen of all that crawls and dies | |
| Queen of crippled, blistered bodies | |
| It' s all done and it' s all mine | |
| Lay down all at your master' s feet | |
| The taint is on you now | |
| This is my turf, this is my land so let the virtue go | |
| And now I see in painful clarity | |
| Intention that was and the truth that will be | |
| Remember the | |
| Necropol lit | |
| Wading through the mirthless alleys | |
| Smell the fear, the cold stale air | |
| Bones and teeth, a garden withered | |
| Broken hands and broken lives | |
| Remember Remake |
| zuò qǔ : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
| Remake Here | |
| I am in Necropolis | |
| Run my fingers down my spine | |
| Beneath my feet a thousand ruins | |
| Coming here in my own time | |
| Here I am and here | |
| I' m staying | |
| Queen of all that crawls and dies | |
| Queen of crippled, blistered bodies | |
| It' s all done and it' s all mine | |
| Lay down all at your master' s feet | |
| The taint is on you now | |
| This is my turf, this is my land so let the virtue go | |
| And now I see in painful clarity | |
| Intention that was and the truth that will be | |
| Remember the | |
| Necropol lit | |
| Wading through the mirthless alleys | |
| Smell the fear, the cold stale air | |
| Bones and teeth, a garden withered | |
| Broken hands and broken lives | |
| Remember Remake |