| Song | No Longer Bleeding |
| Artist | Carnal Forge |
| Album | Testify for My Victims |
| 作曲 : Carnal Forge | |
| I depend on the powers of my inner self | |
| Alone in the darkness tasting the shame | |
| The world falls down on me | |
| And everything is pain | |
| My, beauty, soul's no longer burning | |
| Despite my lies never harmed | |
| Now on the cross no longer bleeding | |
| It's time for me to go home | |
| I'm losing strength my mind gets weaker | |
| My will to live is blown away | |
| My will to rise instead of being thrown down | |
| Is what scares me most | |
| My, beauty, soul's no longer burning | |
| Despite my lies never harmed | |
| Now on the cross no longer bleeding | |
| It's time for me to go home | |
| They always follow inside me | |
| Just to bring me fear (just to bring me fear) | |
| They scare my weak sense to death | |
| And lead my thoughts to the other side | |
| As my mind is turning to ashes | |
| The preachers hand will lead the way | |
| Just face it life ain't fair | |
| And I'm tired not finding the truth | |
| Will It be forever guilt | |
| That fuels my forever | |
| If so I'll welcome death | |
| And I'll finally be free | |
| My beauty souls no longer burning... | |
| Now on the cross no longer bleeding | |
| It's time for me to go home | |
| They always follow inside me | |
| Just to bring me fear (just to bring me fear) | |
| They scare my weak sense to death | |
| And lead my thoughts to the other side | |
| As my mind is turning to ashes | |
| The preachers hand will lead the way | |
| Just face it life ain't fear | |
| And I'm tired not finding the truth | |
| Will It be forever guilt | |
| That fuels my forever | |
| If so I'll welcome death | |
| And I'll finally be free | |
| As my mind is turning to ashes | |
| The preachers hand will lead the way | |
| Just face it life ain't fear | |
| And I'm tired not finding the truth | |
| Will It be forever guilt | |
| That fuels my forever | |
| If so I'll welcome death | |
| And I'll finally be free |
| zuò qǔ : Carnal Forge | |
| I depend on the powers of my inner self | |
| Alone in the darkness tasting the shame | |
| The world falls down on me | |
| And everything is pain | |
| My, beauty, soul' s no longer burning | |
| Despite my lies never harmed | |
| Now on the cross no longer bleeding | |
| It' s time for me to go home | |
| I' m losing strength my mind gets weaker | |
| My will to live is blown away | |
| My will to rise instead of being thrown down | |
| Is what scares me most | |
| My, beauty, soul' s no longer burning | |
| Despite my lies never harmed | |
| Now on the cross no longer bleeding | |
| It' s time for me to go home | |
| They always follow inside me | |
| Just to bring me fear just to bring me fear | |
| They scare my weak sense to death | |
| And lead my thoughts to the other side | |
| As my mind is turning to ashes | |
| The preachers hand will lead the way | |
| Just face it life ain' t fair | |
| And I' m tired not finding the truth | |
| Will It be forever guilt | |
| That fuels my forever | |
| If so I' ll welcome death | |
| And I' ll finally be free | |
| My beauty souls no longer burning... | |
| Now on the cross no longer bleeding | |
| It' s time for me to go home | |
| They always follow inside me | |
| Just to bring me fear just to bring me fear | |
| They scare my weak sense to death | |
| And lead my thoughts to the other side | |
| As my mind is turning to ashes | |
| The preachers hand will lead the way | |
| Just face it life ain' t fear | |
| And I' m tired not finding the truth | |
| Will It be forever guilt | |
| That fuels my forever | |
| If so I' ll welcome death | |
| And I' ll finally be free | |
| As my mind is turning to ashes | |
| The preachers hand will lead the way | |
| Just face it life ain' t fear | |
| And I' m tired not finding the truth | |
| Will It be forever guilt | |
| That fuels my forever | |
| If so I' ll welcome death | |
| And I' ll finally be free |