Infected Lyrics
| Song | Infected |
| Artist | Chronicle |
| Album | Demonology |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lars Bo Nepper | |
| 作曲 : Jari Sielemann Holopainen/Jacob Wammen/Sebastian Skousgaard | |
| The sound of retching like music to my ears | |
| The forming of sores makes my cells feel so alive | |
| I await in the beds of the sick I lie and wait | |
| I implore cancerous infectious force | |
| Reaching in longing to spread my grip | |
| A deadly trip resisting bacteriophage | |
| Yet still no one truly knows my name | |
| Bilious contagion is my game | |
| I will evolve infecting all of you I am disease sending you to your grave | |
| Smell of death is what I like the best reaper scythe shadows my every stride | |
| Tiny ones living inside of you Hemophage eats you from inside out | |
| Tragedy befalls the human´s fate Your race surpassed by my bacteria | |
| Filling graves growing piles of mounted dead | |
| Never enough my cravings call for yet more blood | |
| A crimson rain shall birth forth from bursting veins | |
| There is no god to save you from the end to come | |
| I am god festering inside your skull | |
| Culling the weak exterminating all I meet | |
| Pathogen with a mind of its own | |
| A perfect fate the end of the human race |
| zuo ci : Lars Bo Nepper | |
| zuo qu : Jari Sielemann Holopainen Jacob Wammen Sebastian Skousgaard | |
| The sound of retching like music to my ears | |
| The forming of sores makes my cells feel so alive | |
| I await in the beds of the sick I lie and wait | |
| I implore cancerous infectious force | |
| Reaching in longing to spread my grip | |
| A deadly trip resisting bacteriophage | |
| Yet still no one truly knows my name | |
| Bilious contagion is my game | |
| I will evolve infecting all of you I am disease sending you to your grave | |
| Smell of death is what I like the best reaper scythe shadows my every stride | |
| Tiny ones living inside of you Hemophage eats you from inside out | |
| Tragedy befalls the human s fate Your race surpassed by my bacteria | |
| Filling graves growing piles of mounted dead | |
| Never enough my cravings call for yet more blood | |
| A crimson rain shall birth forth from bursting veins | |
| There is no god to save you from the end to come | |
| I am god festering inside your skull | |
| Culling the weak exterminating all I meet | |
| Pathogen with a mind of its own | |
| A perfect fate the end of the human race |
| zuò cí : Lars Bo Nepper | |
| zuò qǔ : Jari Sielemann Holopainen Jacob Wammen Sebastian Skousgaard | |
| The sound of retching like music to my ears | |
| The forming of sores makes my cells feel so alive | |
| I await in the beds of the sick I lie and wait | |
| I implore cancerous infectious force | |
| Reaching in longing to spread my grip | |
| A deadly trip resisting bacteriophage | |
| Yet still no one truly knows my name | |
| Bilious contagion is my game | |
| I will evolve infecting all of you I am disease sending you to your grave | |
| Smell of death is what I like the best reaper scythe shadows my every stride | |
| Tiny ones living inside of you Hemophage eats you from inside out | |
| Tragedy befalls the human s fate Your race surpassed by my bacteria | |
| Filling graves growing piles of mounted dead | |
| Never enough my cravings call for yet more blood | |
| A crimson rain shall birth forth from bursting veins | |
| There is no god to save you from the end to come | |
| I am god festering inside your skull | |
| Culling the weak exterminating all I meet | |
| Pathogen with a mind of its own | |
| A perfect fate the end of the human race |
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