| Song | Eve of Penance |
| Artist | Jag Panzer |
| Album | Dissident Alliance |
| 作词 : Conca, Jag Panzer | |
| Machines, madness, all out gore | |
| Who's the demon started your war? | |
| Bureaucrat, fat cat, treason or thief | |
| You rip out your soul in disbelief | |
| Past food, no food, stomachs aflame | |
| Man's destruction, just a game | |
| A sexual, homosexual, deadened disease | |
| Your brother's dead, cries and pleas | |
| The eve of the end | |
| It's a chance to regret, my friend | |
| The eve of the end | |
| Poverty, riches, where's the line | |
| Numbers up, three score nine | |
| My killer, my lover, the scene is set | |
| Stain unto floor, still and wet | |
| She comes; he comes, knock at my door | |
| Evidence, man's decadence, upon my floor | |
| Soulless, headless, comes a corpse | |
| The sinners breed and the devil scores | |
| The eve of the end | |
| 'til death do we part, my friend | |
| The eve of the end | |
| Genocide, suicide, call it your will | |
| The answer's death, just a pill | |
| Abortion solution a doctor's dream | |
| No use for hanger midwife come clean | |
| Condemn to repeat to sleepless night | |
| God's armies ready to fight | |
| Laughing to cry turnover frown | |
| Swipe your soul, stolen the frown | |
| The eve of the end | |
| 'til death do we part, my friend | |
| The eve of the end | |
| It's coming | |
| It's your end | |
| til death, 'til death do we part, my friend |
| zuò cí : Conca, Jag Panzer | |
| Machines, madness, all out gore | |
| Who' s the demon started your war? | |
| Bureaucrat, fat cat, treason or thief | |
| You rip out your soul in disbelief | |
| Past food, no food, stomachs aflame | |
| Man' s destruction, just a game | |
| A sexual, homosexual, deadened disease | |
| Your brother' s dead, cries and pleas | |
| The eve of the end | |
| It' s a chance to regret, my friend | |
| The eve of the end | |
| Poverty, riches, where' s the line | |
| Numbers up, three score nine | |
| My killer, my lover, the scene is set | |
| Stain unto floor, still and wet | |
| She comes he comes, knock at my door | |
| Evidence, man' s decadence, upon my floor | |
| Soulless, headless, comes a corpse | |
| The sinners breed and the devil scores | |
| The eve of the end | |
| ' til death do we part, my friend | |
| The eve of the end | |
| Genocide, suicide, call it your will | |
| The answer' s death, just a pill | |
| Abortion solution a doctor' s dream | |
| No use for hanger midwife come clean | |
| Condemn to repeat to sleepless night | |
| God' s armies ready to fight | |
| Laughing to cry turnover frown | |
| Swipe your soul, stolen the frown | |
| The eve of the end | |
| ' til death do we part, my friend | |
| The eve of the end | |
| It' s coming | |
| It' s your end | |
| til death, ' til death do we part, my friend |