| Song | What They Bring |
| Artist | Immolation |
| Album | Providence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The terror moves | |
| Night closing in | |
| Hearing whispers | |
| Of what they bring | |
| This day will bring no light | |
| Death will touch us soon | |
| Never thought they’d come | |
| Conquerors of land and life | |
| This day will be our last | |
| Hide in shadows | |
| Breaking day | |
| A breath of cruelty | |
| Has come our way | |
| Holding onto life | |
| Oblivion stares our way | |
| A penance for who we are | |
| Our blood will soak the land | |
| Brazen acts of spite | |
| Wanton beasts unleashed | |
| No mercy will be given | |
| We will know what they bring | |
| Reaching our prey, the carnage begins | |
| Our movement of horror brings down its wrath | |
| As our flames of glory, burn through the night | |
| Their haunted eyes bleed, for now they know what we bring | |
| Flowing streams of red | |
| As life escapes them all | |
| The butchers carve their way | |
| Into infamy | |
| Now they know what we bring |
| The terror moves | |
| Night closing in | |
| Hearing whispers | |
| Of what they bring | |
| This day will bring no light | |
| Death will touch us soon | |
| Never thought they' d come | |
| Conquerors of land and life | |
| This day will be our last | |
| Hide in shadows | |
| Breaking day | |
| A breath of cruelty | |
| Has come our way | |
| Holding onto life | |
| Oblivion stares our way | |
| A penance for who we are | |
| Our blood will soak the land | |
| Brazen acts of spite | |
| Wanton beasts unleashed | |
| No mercy will be given | |
| We will know what they bring | |
| Reaching our prey, the carnage begins | |
| Our movement of horror brings down its wrath | |
| As our flames of glory, burn through the night | |
| Their haunted eyes bleed, for now they know what we bring | |
| Flowing streams of red | |
| As life escapes them all | |
| The butchers carve their way | |
| Into infamy | |
| Now they know what we bring |
| The terror moves | |
| Night closing in | |
| Hearing whispers | |
| Of what they bring | |
| This day will bring no light | |
| Death will touch us soon | |
| Never thought they' d come | |
| Conquerors of land and life | |
| This day will be our last | |
| Hide in shadows | |
| Breaking day | |
| A breath of cruelty | |
| Has come our way | |
| Holding onto life | |
| Oblivion stares our way | |
| A penance for who we are | |
| Our blood will soak the land | |
| Brazen acts of spite | |
| Wanton beasts unleashed | |
| No mercy will be given | |
| We will know what they bring | |
| Reaching our prey, the carnage begins | |
| Our movement of horror brings down its wrath | |
| As our flames of glory, burn through the night | |
| Their haunted eyes bleed, for now they know what we bring | |
| Flowing streams of red | |
| As life escapes them all | |
| The butchers carve their way | |
| Into infamy | |
| Now they know what we bring |