| Song | The Genocide Machine |
| Artist | Circle of Dead Children |
| Album | The Genocide Machine |
| 作曲 : Circle Of Dead Children | |
| I can feel the | |
| Earth's erratic pulsations below its filthy thick rippled foreskin | |
| This feeling is far too comforting | |
| The universe's largest assembly line working subconsciously towards the goal of global genocide | |
| Will we ever have a chance to look back and laugh? | |
| As a human | |
| I have succeeded in etching my own notch from the planet's scum and failed in my effort for concern | |
| As individual units we are the gears, the lubricants, the cables | |
| As one we are the genocide machine | |
| This feeling is far too comforting | |
| Burn in soothing satisfaction | |
| Burn in comfort | |
| Burn the genocide machine |
| zuò qǔ : Circle Of Dead Children | |
| I can feel the | |
| Earth' s erratic pulsations below its filthy thick rippled foreskin | |
| This feeling is far too comforting | |
| The universe' s largest assembly line working subconsciously towards the goal of global genocide | |
| Will we ever have a chance to look back and laugh? | |
| As a human | |
| I have succeeded in etching my own notch from the planet' s scum and failed in my effort for concern | |
| As individual units we are the gears, the lubricants, the cables | |
| As one we are the genocide machine | |
| This feeling is far too comforting | |
| Burn in soothing satisfaction | |
| Burn in comfort | |
| Burn the genocide machine |