| Song | Vile Ritual |
| Artist | Zyklon |
| Album | Disintegrate |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Eithun, Zyklon | |
| Recite the unspoken | |
| A manifest of the | |
| Great Self | |
| A solid faith in what you can accomplish | |
| A supreme vision of capability | |
| An arcane text | |
| Describing an outrageous test | |
| Too bold the modern ones would say | |
| You can always pray | |
| A vile ritual bleeding | |
| Like a spear of hate | |
| Almost like the predator's feeding | |
| Consolidating every man's fate | |
| Oh venerable ancestors | |
| Please grant me with my pagan fest | |
| I'm equal to my human contester | |
| May it be a fight for all the best | |
| Would the few of us ever accept | |
| A moral that is slightly trite? | |
| A sun that never sets is still being bright | |
| Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man's blood boil | |
| A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene | |
| Never condone the residue of human scald | |
| Boiling in water that is still cold | |
| A modern day heresy it would be in fact | |
| Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
| zuo qu : Eithun, Zyklon | |
| Recite the unspoken | |
| A manifest of the | |
| Great Self | |
| A solid faith in what you can accomplish | |
| A supreme vision of capability | |
| An arcane text | |
| Describing an outrageous test | |
| Too bold the modern ones would say | |
| You can always pray | |
| A vile ritual bleeding | |
| Like a spear of hate | |
| Almost like the predator' s feeding | |
| Consolidating every man' s fate | |
| Oh venerable ancestors | |
| Please grant me with my pagan fest | |
| I' m equal to my human contester | |
| May it be a fight for all the best | |
| Would the few of us ever accept | |
| A moral that is slightly trite? | |
| A sun that never sets is still being bright | |
| Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man' s blood boil | |
| A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene | |
| Never condone the residue of human scald | |
| Boiling in water that is still cold | |
| A modern day heresy it would be in fact | |
| Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
| zuò qǔ : Eithun, Zyklon | |
| Recite the unspoken | |
| A manifest of the | |
| Great Self | |
| A solid faith in what you can accomplish | |
| A supreme vision of capability | |
| An arcane text | |
| Describing an outrageous test | |
| Too bold the modern ones would say | |
| You can always pray | |
| A vile ritual bleeding | |
| Like a spear of hate | |
| Almost like the predator' s feeding | |
| Consolidating every man' s fate | |
| Oh venerable ancestors | |
| Please grant me with my pagan fest | |
| I' m equal to my human contester | |
| May it be a fight for all the best | |
| Would the few of us ever accept | |
| A moral that is slightly trite? | |
| A sun that never sets is still being bright | |
| Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man' s blood boil | |
| A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene | |
| Never condone the residue of human scald | |
| Boiling in water that is still cold | |
| A modern day heresy it would be in fact | |
| Just let me have my vile ritual intact |