| Song | The Curtain Hits the Cast |
| Artist | The Autumn Offering |
| Album | Requiem |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Church, Johnson, McChesney | |
| The walls come crashing inward | |
| We bleed from an open wound | |
| We feed upon the broken | |
| Saturated with fears | |
| As were stricken by years | |
| Stare idle to lifeless oceans | |
| I won't be defined by failures... | |
| Of the hypnotized | |
| Fade into desperation | |
| Cast out and ostracized | |
| The rapture so relentless | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| (Watched tomorrow die) | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| Bleed for the absolution | |
| Desire tears at the will | |
| I can't be forced to empathize with the masses | |
| The son of apathy | |
| I won't be defined by failures... | |
| Of the hypnotized | |
| Fade into desperation | |
| Cast out and ostracized | |
| The rapture so relentless | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| (Watched tomorrow die) | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| So look down the end of a barrel | |
| Pray for an escape | |
| (For an escape) | |
| Before the curtain hits the cast | |
| Grieve for the death of creation | |
| While you bleed for the depth or your illusion | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| (Watched tomorrow die) | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| So look down the end of a barrel | |
| Pray for an escape | |
| (For an escape) | |
| Before the curtain hits the cast |
| zuo qu : Church, Johnson, McChesney | |
| The walls come crashing inward | |
| We bleed from an open wound | |
| We feed upon the broken | |
| Saturated with fears | |
| As were stricken by years | |
| Stare idle to lifeless oceans | |
| I won' t be defined by failures... | |
| Of the hypnotized | |
| Fade into desperation | |
| Cast out and ostracized | |
| The rapture so relentless | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| Watched tomorrow die | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| Bleed for the absolution | |
| Desire tears at the will | |
| I can' t be forced to empathize with the masses | |
| The son of apathy | |
| I won' t be defined by failures... | |
| Of the hypnotized | |
| Fade into desperation | |
| Cast out and ostracized | |
| The rapture so relentless | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| Watched tomorrow die | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| So look down the end of a barrel | |
| Pray for an escape | |
| For an escape | |
| Before the curtain hits the cast | |
| Grieve for the death of creation | |
| While you bleed for the depth or your illusion | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| Watched tomorrow die | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| So look down the end of a barrel | |
| Pray for an escape | |
| For an escape | |
| Before the curtain hits the cast |
| zuò qǔ : Church, Johnson, McChesney | |
| The walls come crashing inward | |
| We bleed from an open wound | |
| We feed upon the broken | |
| Saturated with fears | |
| As were stricken by years | |
| Stare idle to lifeless oceans | |
| I won' t be defined by failures... | |
| Of the hypnotized | |
| Fade into desperation | |
| Cast out and ostracized | |
| The rapture so relentless | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| Watched tomorrow die | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| Bleed for the absolution | |
| Desire tears at the will | |
| I can' t be forced to empathize with the masses | |
| The son of apathy | |
| I won' t be defined by failures... | |
| Of the hypnotized | |
| Fade into desperation | |
| Cast out and ostracized | |
| The rapture so relentless | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| Watched tomorrow die | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| So look down the end of a barrel | |
| Pray for an escape | |
| For an escape | |
| Before the curtain hits the cast | |
| Grieve for the death of creation | |
| While you bleed for the depth or your illusion | |
| From the mouths of serpents falling, I watched tomorrow die | |
| Watched tomorrow die | |
| All hope is buried in the past | |
| So look down the end of a barrel | |
| Pray for an escape | |
| For an escape | |
| Before the curtain hits the cast |