| Song | Antihero Resuscitator |
| Artist | Cursed |
| Album | III: Architects of Troubled Sleep |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Prosthetic heroes, didn’t die before they got old. | |
| Happy days are here again if you missed it the first time around. | |
| Golden Ages on our doorstep, Golden Ages at our door again. | |
| These days you can live forever. | |
| Prosthetic hearts, infinite lives. | |
| Reset. Reset, continue. | |
| Reach back, raise your dead, never say goodbye. | |
| 459 in progress at the Fool’s Hall of Fame. | |
| Some artifacts have gone missing, reanimated all the same. | |
| Lived long enough to see the day that we could melt their years away. | |
| These days you can live forever. | |
| Prosthetic hearts, infinite lives. | |
| Reset. Reset, continue. | |
| Reach back, raise your dead, never say goodbye. | |
| All my antiheroes are dead, gone to far-off beds. | |
| And I got orders – Do Not Resuscitate. | |
| Leave them in the ground, we’ve got our own frustrations. | |
| These days you can live forever. |
| Prosthetic heroes, didn' t die before they got old. | |
| Happy days are here again if you missed it the first time around. | |
| Golden Ages on our doorstep, Golden Ages at our door again. | |
| These days you can live forever. | |
| Prosthetic hearts, infinite lives. | |
| Reset. Reset, continue. | |
| Reach back, raise your dead, never say goodbye. | |
| 459 in progress at the Fool' s Hall of Fame. | |
| Some artifacts have gone missing, reanimated all the same. | |
| Lived long enough to see the day that we could melt their years away. | |
| These days you can live forever. | |
| Prosthetic hearts, infinite lives. | |
| Reset. Reset, continue. | |
| Reach back, raise your dead, never say goodbye. | |
| All my antiheroes are dead, gone to faroff beds. | |
| And I got orders Do Not Resuscitate. | |
| Leave them in the ground, we' ve got our own frustrations. | |
| These days you can live forever. |
| Prosthetic heroes, didn' t die before they got old. | |
| Happy days are here again if you missed it the first time around. | |
| Golden Ages on our doorstep, Golden Ages at our door again. | |
| These days you can live forever. | |
| Prosthetic hearts, infinite lives. | |
| Reset. Reset, continue. | |
| Reach back, raise your dead, never say goodbye. | |
| 459 in progress at the Fool' s Hall of Fame. | |
| Some artifacts have gone missing, reanimated all the same. | |
| Lived long enough to see the day that we could melt their years away. | |
| These days you can live forever. | |
| Prosthetic hearts, infinite lives. | |
| Reset. Reset, continue. | |
| Reach back, raise your dead, never say goodbye. | |
| All my antiheroes are dead, gone to faroff beds. | |
| And I got orders Do Not Resuscitate. | |
| Leave them in the ground, we' ve got our own frustrations. | |
| These days you can live forever. |