| Song | From Menace to Mayhem |
| Artist | Evocation |
| Album | Tales from the Tomb |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Josefsson, Kenttäkumpu ... | |
| Down the aggression path we ride | |
| Blood our blood temperature rises | |
| Beware of the bullets we send | |
| Late is the time for solutions | |
| The soil under your feet | |
| Is about to be red and nasty | |
| Through the past we became an obscurity | |
| By today we are the beast's you've created | |
| Pain one secret lust emotion | |
| Bleed it never hurts to bleed | |
| Seek the release fight the disease static overload | |
| Death is the future we see left empty are our thrones | |
| So roll up your map show me where you are | |
| Twisted little fuckers idol servants suckers | |
| The colour of evil cast shadows on thee | |
| In the mouth of hell soon we all will be |
| zuo qu : Josefsson, Kentt kumpu ... | |
| Down the aggression path we ride | |
| Blood our blood temperature rises | |
| Beware of the bullets we send | |
| Late is the time for solutions | |
| The soil under your feet | |
| Is about to be red and nasty | |
| Through the past we became an obscurity | |
| By today we are the beast' s you' ve created | |
| Pain one secret lust emotion | |
| Bleed it never hurts to bleed | |
| Seek the release fight the disease static overload | |
| Death is the future we see left empty are our thrones | |
| So roll up your map show me where you are | |
| Twisted little fuckers idol servants suckers | |
| The colour of evil cast shadows on thee | |
| In the mouth of hell soon we all will be |
| zuò qǔ : Josefsson, Kentt kumpu ... | |
| Down the aggression path we ride | |
| Blood our blood temperature rises | |
| Beware of the bullets we send | |
| Late is the time for solutions | |
| The soil under your feet | |
| Is about to be red and nasty | |
| Through the past we became an obscurity | |
| By today we are the beast' s you' ve created | |
| Pain one secret lust emotion | |
| Bleed it never hurts to bleed | |
| Seek the release fight the disease static overload | |
| Death is the future we see left empty are our thrones | |
| So roll up your map show me where you are | |
| Twisted little fuckers idol servants suckers | |
| The colour of evil cast shadows on thee | |
| In the mouth of hell soon we all will be |