| Song | Let the Dead Bury the Dead |
| Artist | Count Raven |
| Album | Destruction of the Void |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fondeluis | |
| You are an asshole, | |
| You're the worst kind of worm | |
| That have crawled out of the ground | |
| Your existence | |
| I'm sorry to say is everywhere | |
| On the new job & on the beach, | |
| I find you there | |
| The Antichrist is born of a | |
| Jackal they say | |
| It seems that you've been born the same way | |
| I can tell that | |
| You didn't plan to go far | |
| I just want to know, who the hell | |
| You are You suck the bosses dicks, a sad shape | |
| You put the poor ones down, a human fake | |
| Your whole life is a masquerade | |
| All You are looking for: | |
| A better grade | |
| The whole creation knows, | |
| You're Satan's slave | |
| Who doesn't realise his sorrow & pain | |
| A child of the grave | |
| I tell You there ain't no use in denying | |
| Life's short & one day | |
| You are dying | |
| Then You stand trial to the maker | |
| What will | |
| You say to the giver & taker | |
| You believe the lies that fills your head | |
| All I say is let the dead bury the dead | |
| I'll tell what will be, | |
| Your biggest fear | |
| No one will remember | |
| Your name | |
| You weren't here |
| zuo ci : Fondeluis | |
| You are an asshole, | |
| You' re the worst kind of worm | |
| That have crawled out of the ground | |
| Your existence | |
| I' m sorry to say is everywhere | |
| On the new job on the beach, | |
| I find you there | |
| The Antichrist is born of a | |
| Jackal they say | |
| It seems that you' ve been born the same way | |
| I can tell that | |
| You didn' t plan to go far | |
| I just want to know, who the hell | |
| You are You suck the bosses dicks, a sad shape | |
| You put the poor ones down, a human fake | |
| Your whole life is a masquerade | |
| All You are looking for: | |
| A better grade | |
| The whole creation knows, | |
| You' re Satan' s slave | |
| Who doesn' t realise his sorrow pain | |
| A child of the grave | |
| I tell You there ain' t no use in denying | |
| Life' s short one day | |
| You are dying | |
| Then You stand trial to the maker | |
| What will | |
| You say to the giver taker | |
| You believe the lies that fills your head | |
| All I say is let the dead bury the dead | |
| I' ll tell what will be, | |
| Your biggest fear | |
| No one will remember | |
| Your name | |
| You weren' t here |
| zuò cí : Fondeluis | |
| You are an asshole, | |
| You' re the worst kind of worm | |
| That have crawled out of the ground | |
| Your existence | |
| I' m sorry to say is everywhere | |
| On the new job on the beach, | |
| I find you there | |
| The Antichrist is born of a | |
| Jackal they say | |
| It seems that you' ve been born the same way | |
| I can tell that | |
| You didn' t plan to go far | |
| I just want to know, who the hell | |
| You are You suck the bosses dicks, a sad shape | |
| You put the poor ones down, a human fake | |
| Your whole life is a masquerade | |
| All You are looking for: | |
| A better grade | |
| The whole creation knows, | |
| You' re Satan' s slave | |
| Who doesn' t realise his sorrow pain | |
| A child of the grave | |
| I tell You there ain' t no use in denying | |
| Life' s short one day | |
| You are dying | |
| Then You stand trial to the maker | |
| What will | |
| You say to the giver taker | |
| You believe the lies that fills your head | |
| All I say is let the dead bury the dead | |
| I' ll tell what will be, | |
| Your biggest fear | |
| No one will remember | |
| Your name | |
| You weren' t here |