| Song | Voracious Souls |
| Artist | Death Angel |
| Album | Fall From Grace [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cavestany, Death Angel ... | |
| In the night, in the circle of death | |
| They congregate to hold a feast | |
| There lies a body in the center of the ring | |
| Each human soon becomes a beast | |
| They sing the song to glorify the dead | |
| They chant, they chant eternal life | |
| The master sails as he lifts the gleaming blade | |
| The sound of flesh sliced by the knife | |
| Men without anguish | |
| Men without fear | |
| Men chosen to ride the earth | |
| Evil confrontation nears | |
| These mindless sinners sit there | |
| Without greed, not even grief | |
| The final incision, having now been complete | |
| As these ominous demons start to eat | |
| A strident hum lurks through the room | |
| The bloody bath to set them free | |
| As they fulfill their long awaited dream | |
| A bloody orgy of intense ecstasy |
| zuo ci : Cavestany, Death Angel ... | |
| In the night, in the circle of death | |
| They congregate to hold a feast | |
| There lies a body in the center of the ring | |
| Each human soon becomes a beast | |
| They sing the song to glorify the dead | |
| They chant, they chant eternal life | |
| The master sails as he lifts the gleaming blade | |
| The sound of flesh sliced by the knife | |
| Men without anguish | |
| Men without fear | |
| Men chosen to ride the earth | |
| Evil confrontation nears | |
| These mindless sinners sit there | |
| Without greed, not even grief | |
| The final incision, having now been complete | |
| As these ominous demons start to eat | |
| A strident hum lurks through the room | |
| The bloody bath to set them free | |
| As they fulfill their long awaited dream | |
| A bloody orgy of intense ecstasy |
| zuò cí : Cavestany, Death Angel ... | |
| In the night, in the circle of death | |
| They congregate to hold a feast | |
| There lies a body in the center of the ring | |
| Each human soon becomes a beast | |
| They sing the song to glorify the dead | |
| They chant, they chant eternal life | |
| The master sails as he lifts the gleaming blade | |
| The sound of flesh sliced by the knife | |
| Men without anguish | |
| Men without fear | |
| Men chosen to ride the earth | |
| Evil confrontation nears | |
| These mindless sinners sit there | |
| Without greed, not even grief | |
| The final incision, having now been complete | |
| As these ominous demons start to eat | |
| A strident hum lurks through the room | |
| The bloody bath to set them free | |
| As they fulfill their long awaited dream | |
| A bloody orgy of intense ecstasy |