| Song | Bastard Son of God |
| Artist | Bloodbath |
| Album | Nightmares Made Flesh |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Nyström, Renkse, Swanö ... | |
| He is hater of the rotten earth | |
| He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe | |
| We drink from his poisoned water | |
| He is lord of those who dwell bound in sickness | |
| Spitting vomit in the face of faith | |
| Cleansing us who must atone for being weak | |
| We drink from his poisoned water | |
| He is the shadow cast upon those defiled | |
| Victorious call | |
| It will not befall | |
| No salvation is free | |
| Death comes beckoning thee | |
| Encircle thee | |
| Voices come in wind | |
| Son of perdition | |
| You come beckoning me | |
| The sky embedded in the death of a nova | |
| Effigy is seen in a second of light | |
| No voice in the crack of his mouth | |
| Bastard son of God |
| zuo qu : Nystr m, Renkse, Swan ... | |
| He is hater of the rotten earth | |
| He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe | |
| We drink from his poisoned water | |
| He is lord of those who dwell bound in sickness | |
| Spitting vomit in the face of faith | |
| Cleansing us who must atone for being weak | |
| We drink from his poisoned water | |
| He is the shadow cast upon those defiled | |
| Victorious call | |
| It will not befall | |
| No salvation is free | |
| Death comes beckoning thee | |
| Encircle thee | |
| Voices come in wind | |
| Son of perdition | |
| You come beckoning me | |
| The sky embedded in the death of a nova | |
| Effigy is seen in a second of light | |
| No voice in the crack of his mouth | |
| Bastard son of God |
| zuò qǔ : Nystr m, Renkse, Swan ... | |
| He is hater of the rotten earth | |
| He is the nova that will drape the sky in woe | |
| We drink from his poisoned water | |
| He is lord of those who dwell bound in sickness | |
| Spitting vomit in the face of faith | |
| Cleansing us who must atone for being weak | |
| We drink from his poisoned water | |
| He is the shadow cast upon those defiled | |
| Victorious call | |
| It will not befall | |
| No salvation is free | |
| Death comes beckoning thee | |
| Encircle thee | |
| Voices come in wind | |
| Son of perdition | |
| You come beckoning me | |
| The sky embedded in the death of a nova | |
| Effigy is seen in a second of light | |
| No voice in the crack of his mouth | |
| Bastard son of God |