| Song | Tangent To Oblivion |
| Artist | AktiveHate |
| Album | X-Synthesized (Box Set) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Cold steel… | |
| Cross shaped and sharp edge… | |
| Cult… | |
| Dementia glowing needles of distress… | |
| Abolish me… | |
| Forbid me to think… | |
| No respect for human breath… | |
| And it’s the beginning of misery! | |
| We’re watching seasons of death and decay! | |
| And the shame of believing… | |
| They tend to kill not to create! | |
| Hallucinating… | |
| I was just one of those like them… | |
| Lifelessness… | |
| I thank I tasted the bitter end! | |
| Pain! | |
| Blood drops flow like a stream! | |
| And when the answers don’t come… | |
| Despising lines they speak… | |
| For fools they take our names! | |
| Vicodin usage… | |
| Scalpel cutting in… | |
| We’re struggling ourselves out of the mud! | |
| And the psychotic trauma, | |
| And the tendency to hate | |
| All that they cannot understand! | |
| ‘Cause when the answers end, | |
| Reeking stupidity and death, | |
| They shall stand… |
| Cold steel | |
| Cross shaped and sharp edge | |
| Cult | |
| Dementia glowing needles of distress | |
| Abolish me | |
| Forbid me to think | |
| No respect for human breath | |
| And it' s the beginning of misery! | |
| We' re watching seasons of death and decay! | |
| And the shame of believing | |
| They tend to kill not to create! | |
| Hallucinating | |
| I was just one of those like them | |
| Lifelessness | |
| I thank I tasted the bitter end! | |
| Pain! | |
| Blood drops flow like a stream! | |
| And when the answers don' t come | |
| Despising lines they speak | |
| For fools they take our names! | |
| Vicodin usage | |
| Scalpel cutting in | |
| We' re struggling ourselves out of the mud! | |
| And the psychotic trauma, | |
| And the tendency to hate | |
| All that they cannot understand! | |
| ' Cause when the answers end, | |
| Reeking stupidity and death, | |
| They shall stand |
| Cold steel | |
| Cross shaped and sharp edge | |
| Cult | |
| Dementia glowing needles of distress | |
| Abolish me | |
| Forbid me to think | |
| No respect for human breath | |
| And it' s the beginning of misery! | |
| We' re watching seasons of death and decay! | |
| And the shame of believing | |
| They tend to kill not to create! | |
| Hallucinating | |
| I was just one of those like them | |
| Lifelessness | |
| I thank I tasted the bitter end! | |
| Pain! | |
| Blood drops flow like a stream! | |
| And when the answers don' t come | |
| Despising lines they speak | |
| For fools they take our names! | |
| Vicodin usage | |
| Scalpel cutting in | |
| We' re struggling ourselves out of the mud! | |
| And the psychotic trauma, | |
| And the tendency to hate | |
| All that they cannot understand! | |
| ' Cause when the answers end, | |
| Reeking stupidity and death, | |
| They shall stand |