| Song | Sons & Daughters of Lilith and Cain |
| Artist | Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio |
| Album | Apocalipse |
| 作曲 : Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio | |
| 作词 : Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio | |
| The mark of my father is carved in my flesh | |
| A sign of damnation and heavenly incest | |
| The children of pleasure delivered in pain | |
| But crowned and defiled by the vile and insane | |
| I am the daughter of Lilith and Cain | |
| The whitest of devils the purest of grain | |
| A serpent descendent from the brothels of hell | |
| Conceived in the winter of lovers farewell | |
| Let instincts repeal any morals and codes | |
| So angels and demons can play with my soul | |
| Lets live and decline at the brink of delight | |
| In search of completion and moral defiance | |
| The lady of moonshine she lives in my veins | |
| Where spirits of wisdom reside unconstrained | |
| Please show me that pleasure is not what it seems | |
| My life is my weapon I live un-conceived | |
| The fires in heaven burn brightly for them | |
| Who daggers embowel both time and again | |
| The scars of my journey the signs that I bear | |
| The sounding of trumpets proves that life isnt fair | |
| The mark of my mother is carved in my flesh | |
| A sign of salvation and heavenly conquest | |
| The children of pleasure delivered in vain | |
| We live and we die and we shall live again |
| zuò qǔ : Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio | |
| zuò cí : Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio | |
| The mark of my father is carved in my flesh | |
| A sign of damnation and heavenly incest | |
| The children of pleasure delivered in pain | |
| But crowned and defiled by the vile and insane | |
| I am the daughter of Lilith and Cain | |
| The whitest of devils the purest of grain | |
| A serpent descendent from the brothels of hell | |
| Conceived in the winter of lovers farewell | |
| Let instincts repeal any morals and codes | |
| So angels and demons can play with my soul | |
| Lets live and decline at the brink of delight | |
| In search of completion and moral defiance | |
| The lady of moonshine she lives in my veins | |
| Where spirits of wisdom reside unconstrained | |
| Please show me that pleasure is not what it seems | |
| My life is my weapon I live unconceived | |
| The fires in heaven burn brightly for them | |
| Who daggers embowel both time and again | |
| The scars of my journey the signs that I bear | |
| The sounding of trumpets proves that life isnt fair | |
| The mark of my mother is carved in my flesh | |
| A sign of salvation and heavenly conquest | |
| The children of pleasure delivered in vain | |
| We live and we die and we shall live again |