| Song | Mandatory Suicide |
| Artist | Slayer |
| Album | Reign In Loud Bootleg |
| 作曲 : Araya, Hanneman, King | |
| (from "south of heaven") | |
| (lyrics：araya; music：hanneman, king) | |
| Murder at your every foot step. | |
| A child's toy sudden death. | |
| Sniper blazes you thru your knees | |
| Falling down can you feel the heat, | |
| Burn! | |
| Ambushed by the spray of lead | |
| Count the bullet holes in your head. | |
| Offspring sent out to cry, | |
| Living mandatory suicide. | |
| Suicide. [x 4] | |
| Lead: hanneman | |
| Holes burn deep in your chest, | |
| Raked by machine gun fire. | |
| Screaming soul sent out to die, | |
| Living mandatory suicide. | |
| Suicide. [x 4] | |
| Lead: hanneman | |
| [spoken:] | |
| Lying, dying, screaming in pain. | |
| Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain. | |
| Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain, | |
| Radical amputation, this is insane. | |
| Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest. | |
| Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest. | |
| Soldier of misfortune | |
| Hunting with bated breath. | |
| A vile smell, like tasting death. | |
| Dead bodies, dying and wounded | |
| Litter the city streets | |
| Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit. | |
| Dying [in] terror, | |
| Blood's cheap, it's everywhere. | |
| Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line. |
| zuò qǔ : Araya, Hanneman, King | |
| from " south of heaven" | |
| lyrics: araya music: hanneman, king | |
| Murder at your every foot step. | |
| A child' s toy sudden death. | |
| Sniper blazes you thru your knees | |
| Falling down can you feel the heat, | |
| Burn! | |
| Ambushed by the spray of lead | |
| Count the bullet holes in your head. | |
| Offspring sent out to cry, | |
| Living mandatory suicide. | |
| Suicide. x 4 | |
| Lead: hanneman | |
| Holes burn deep in your chest, | |
| Raked by machine gun fire. | |
| Screaming soul sent out to die, | |
| Living mandatory suicide. | |
| Suicide. x 4 | |
| Lead: hanneman | |
| spoken: | |
| Lying, dying, screaming in pain. | |
| Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain. | |
| Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain, | |
| Radical amputation, this is insane. | |
| Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest. | |
| Spikes impale you as you' re forced off the crest. | |
| Soldier of misfortune | |
| Hunting with bated breath. | |
| A vile smell, like tasting death. | |
| Dead bodies, dying and wounded | |
| Litter the city streets | |
| Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit. | |
| Dying in terror, | |
| Blood' s cheap, it' s everywhere. | |
| Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line. |