| Song | Dead Right |
| Artist | Genuflect |
| Album | The End of the World |
| 作曲 : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
| This is a revolution... | |
| This is a lucid dream... | |
| Never was a future... | |
| Now hear the angel's scream | |
| You've been dying since the day you were born | |
| Your own fears overcoming everything that you are | |
| You're waiting for tomorrow | |
| But tomorrow won't come | |
| Because tomorrow will be "today" tomorrow | |
| And on and on and on | |
| And through the course of history and every pen | |
| You never repent | |
| You say you won't then do it again | |
| You've got your heads cocked back | |
| Staring straight at the end | |
| You know it's all just a figment of your imagination | |
| So many faces, so many names | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I'm dying out? | |
| So what if I'm lost? | |
| So many faces, it's all the same | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I'm dying out? | |
| Follow me | |
| Follow me through the pages | |
| And over the ages | |
| Building cages for the future of man | |
| They prey on hope, fear, and those down and looking for something | |
| You can still smell the death, the stink of blood on their hands | |
| The definition of religion: Segregation with a vision | |
| Armageddon's ammunition | |
| Man, I call em like I see 'em | |
| It's a cold dark planet headed straight for the end | |
| Like it was all just a figment of our imaginations | |
| So many faces, so many names | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I'm dying out? | |
| So what if I'm lost? | |
| So many faces, it's all the same | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I'm dying out? | |
| Follow me | |
| Fall for me | |
| You try to hold me tight through that long dark night | |
| And you try to hold me down- | |
| But now I'm ready to fight | |
| I'm dead right | |
| Never lie down for them | |
| I'm dead right | |
| Don't ever lie down for them | |
| I'm dead right | |
| No, I'll never lie down for them | |
| I'm dead right | |
| Never lie down for them | |
| So many faces, so many names | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I'm dying out? | |
| So what if I'm lost? | |
| So many faces, it's all the same | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I'm dying out? | |
| Follow me | |
| Fall for me | |
| Fall for me |
| zuò qǔ : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
| This is a revolution... | |
| This is a lucid dream... | |
| Never was a future... | |
| Now hear the angel' s scream | |
| You' ve been dying since the day you were born | |
| Your own fears overcoming everything that you are | |
| You' re waiting for tomorrow | |
| But tomorrow won' t come | |
| Because tomorrow will be " today" tomorrow | |
| And on and on and on | |
| And through the course of history and every pen | |
| You never repent | |
| You say you won' t then do it again | |
| You' ve got your heads cocked back | |
| Staring straight at the end | |
| You know it' s all just a figment of your imagination | |
| So many faces, so many names | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I' m dying out? | |
| So what if I' m lost? | |
| So many faces, it' s all the same | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I' m dying out? | |
| Follow me | |
| Follow me through the pages | |
| And over the ages | |
| Building cages for the future of man | |
| They prey on hope, fear, and those down and looking for something | |
| You can still smell the death, the stink of blood on their hands | |
| The definition of religion: Segregation with a vision | |
| Armageddon' s ammunition | |
| Man, I call em like I see ' em | |
| It' s a cold dark planet headed straight for the end | |
| Like it was all just a figment of our imaginations | |
| So many faces, so many names | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I' m dying out? | |
| So what if I' m lost? | |
| So many faces, it' s all the same | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I' m dying out? | |
| Follow me | |
| Fall for me | |
| You try to hold me tight through that long dark night | |
| And you try to hold me down | |
| But now I' m ready to fight | |
| I' m dead right | |
| Never lie down for them | |
| I' m dead right | |
| Don' t ever lie down for them | |
| I' m dead right | |
| No, I' ll never lie down for them | |
| I' m dead right | |
| Never lie down for them | |
| So many faces, so many names | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I' m dying out? | |
| So what if I' m lost? | |
| So many faces, it' s all the same | |
| Call me God, call me Lucifer | |
| So what if I' m dying out? | |
| Follow me | |
| Fall for me | |
| Fall for me |