| Song | Mysterious Research |
| Artist | Deceased |
| Album | Fearless Undead Machines |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Deceased, Fowley | |
| A showdown of knowledge and death that won't die | |
| It's the zombies versus the world | |
| Trembling scalpels invading the minds of creatures we so little know | |
| But studies are slow and time's moving fast | |
| To question these cause of events | |
| We must conquer the doubts of ending this plague, | |
| What weapon will outdo theit best? | |
| They reach for their poisons their guns and killing bombs | |
| The might of the armed forces may soon just get their way | |
| To unleash a horde of chemicals from which this all began | |
| Bio-weapons on the loose but warfare's not the answer | |
| How easy men weaken when life is on the line attempting to close every eye | |
| Like a key to a fortune hidden away but the blood will soon enough spill | |
| Unable to fend, protect and to serve the cowardly troops how they fall | |
| So much for the strong, heros, and saints everyone dies in this tale | |
| Afraid to confront the one real truth how quick they point the finger | |
| The mark of scorn to someone else for right can do no wrong | |
| To take these fiends and give them back to earth and to the grave | |
| Too many hands control the wheel that's steering us straight to hell | |
| Pleading for life are scared, frightened fools who once carried power inside | |
| Now knowing they're beat they beg and they plead to quickly be forgiven | |
| But no one cared when the hand of deception | |
| Was turned to their side of the coin | |
| They laughed and lived at others expense but the dead just don't forgive | |
| In life, in death, forever..... | |
| Mysterious research!!! | |
| Monsters do exist, in us and among us, they walk in our every shadow, | |
| They prey on man more as he fears them less, | |
| We should know for we created them! | |
| Entering the brain of something quite strange, trying to solve and control | |
| Climbing inside a monster's mind in search of knowledge unknown | |
| As experiments continue all through the night | |
| The doctors proceed with their tests | |
| Death is examined inside and out until the world's convinced | |
| There's no tomorrow..... |
| zuo qu : Deceased, Fowley | |
| A showdown of knowledge and death that won' t die | |
| It' s the zombies versus the world | |
| Trembling scalpels invading the minds of creatures we so little know | |
| But studies are slow and time' s moving fast | |
| To question these cause of events | |
| We must conquer the doubts of ending this plague, | |
| What weapon will outdo theit best? | |
| They reach for their poisons their guns and killing bombs | |
| The might of the armed forces may soon just get their way | |
| To unleash a horde of chemicals from which this all began | |
| Bioweapons on the loose but warfare' s not the answer | |
| How easy men weaken when life is on the line attempting to close every eye | |
| Like a key to a fortune hidden away but the blood will soon enough spill | |
| Unable to fend, protect and to serve the cowardly troops how they fall | |
| So much for the strong, heros, and saints everyone dies in this tale | |
| Afraid to confront the one real truth how quick they point the finger | |
| The mark of scorn to someone else for right can do no wrong | |
| To take these fiends and give them back to earth and to the grave | |
| Too many hands control the wheel that' s steering us straight to hell | |
| Pleading for life are scared, frightened fools who once carried power inside | |
| Now knowing they' re beat they beg and they plead to quickly be forgiven | |
| But no one cared when the hand of deception | |
| Was turned to their side of the coin | |
| They laughed and lived at others expense but the dead just don' t forgive | |
| In life, in death, forever..... | |
| Mysterious research!!! | |
| Monsters do exist, in us and among us, they walk in our every shadow, | |
| They prey on man more as he fears them less, | |
| We should know for we created them! | |
| Entering the brain of something quite strange, trying to solve and control | |
| Climbing inside a monster' s mind in search of knowledge unknown | |
| As experiments continue all through the night | |
| The doctors proceed with their tests | |
| Death is examined inside and out until the world' s convinced | |
| There' s no tomorrow..... |
| zuò qǔ : Deceased, Fowley | |
| A showdown of knowledge and death that won' t die | |
| It' s the zombies versus the world | |
| Trembling scalpels invading the minds of creatures we so little know | |
| But studies are slow and time' s moving fast | |
| To question these cause of events | |
| We must conquer the doubts of ending this plague, | |
| What weapon will outdo theit best? | |
| They reach for their poisons their guns and killing bombs | |
| The might of the armed forces may soon just get their way | |
| To unleash a horde of chemicals from which this all began | |
| Bioweapons on the loose but warfare' s not the answer | |
| How easy men weaken when life is on the line attempting to close every eye | |
| Like a key to a fortune hidden away but the blood will soon enough spill | |
| Unable to fend, protect and to serve the cowardly troops how they fall | |
| So much for the strong, heros, and saints everyone dies in this tale | |
| Afraid to confront the one real truth how quick they point the finger | |
| The mark of scorn to someone else for right can do no wrong | |
| To take these fiends and give them back to earth and to the grave | |
| Too many hands control the wheel that' s steering us straight to hell | |
| Pleading for life are scared, frightened fools who once carried power inside | |
| Now knowing they' re beat they beg and they plead to quickly be forgiven | |
| But no one cared when the hand of deception | |
| Was turned to their side of the coin | |
| They laughed and lived at others expense but the dead just don' t forgive | |
| In life, in death, forever..... | |
| Mysterious research!!! | |
| Monsters do exist, in us and among us, they walk in our every shadow, | |
| They prey on man more as he fears them less, | |
| We should know for we created them! | |
| Entering the brain of something quite strange, trying to solve and control | |
| Climbing inside a monster' s mind in search of knowledge unknown | |
| As experiments continue all through the night | |
| The doctors proceed with their tests | |
| Death is examined inside and out until the world' s convinced | |
| There' s no tomorrow..... |