| Song | Dying I Live |
| Artist | Impious |
| Album | Evilized |
| Open me and see, | |
| how purity becomes suffering | |
| and angels turn to demons | |
| Untouched is my soul | |
| as water turns to blood | |
| Cut my heart wide open, | |
| tear it apart and see | |
| Please put an end | |
| to this circle of misery | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| to praise God and to follow the light | |
| Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
| You'll be lead to heaven | |
| and I'll stay in this chamber of hell | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| that if I don't believe I will forever sin | |
| Creation of destruction | |
| and destruction of creation | |
| I am the battlefield! | |
| I am destruction! | |
| There's no room for me in heaven | |
| Lust is taking over | |
| and I'll never sleep again | |
| The one who taught to bless | |
| taught to curse! | |
| I'm trapped in this world of disgust | |
| Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
| Not 'cos I'm unused to coldness | |
| What is love? | |
| What is desire? | |
| What is creation? | |
| Take my life or I'll be living dead | |
| Can't you hear my empty calls? | |
| Abused by the wisdom of the fallen souls | |
| Inside of me there's a battle | |
| between hope and a request for an end | |
| Why don't you hear my empty calls? | |
| [Solo: kesson] | |
| There's no room for me in heaven | |
| Lust is taking over | |
| and I'll never sleep again | |
| The one who taught to bless | |
| taught to curse! | |
| I'm trapped in this world of disgust | |
| Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
| Not 'cos I'm unused to coldness, | |
| but 'cos I am used to hate! | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| to praise God and to follow the light | |
| Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
| You'll be lead to heaven | |
| and I'll stay in this chamber of hell | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| that if I don't believe I will forever sin | |
| Creation of destruction | |
| and destruction of creation | |
| Bitten by the guards of hell, | |
| the soul-eating dogs | |
| Will I prevail again? |
| Open me and see, | |
| how purity becomes suffering | |
| and angels turn to demons | |
| Untouched is my soul | |
| as water turns to blood | |
| Cut my heart wide open, | |
| tear it apart and see | |
| Please put an end | |
| to this circle of misery | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| to praise God and to follow the light | |
| Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
| You' ll be lead to heaven | |
| and I' ll stay in this chamber of hell | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| that if I don' t believe I will forever sin | |
| Creation of destruction | |
| and destruction of creation | |
| I am the battlefield! | |
| I am destruction! | |
| There' s no room for me in heaven | |
| Lust is taking over | |
| and I' ll never sleep again | |
| The one who taught to bless | |
| taught to curse! | |
| I' m trapped in this world of disgust | |
| Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
| Not ' cos I' m unused to coldness | |
| What is love? | |
| What is desire? | |
| What is creation? | |
| Take my life or I' ll be living dead | |
| Can' t you hear my empty calls? | |
| Abused by the wisdom of the fallen souls | |
| Inside of me there' s a battle | |
| between hope and a request for an end | |
| Why don' t you hear my empty calls? | |
| Solo: kesson | |
| There' s no room for me in heaven | |
| Lust is taking over | |
| and I' ll never sleep again | |
| The one who taught to bless | |
| taught to curse! | |
| I' m trapped in this world of disgust | |
| Oh, I hate this cold life! | |
| Not ' cos I' m unused to coldness, | |
| but ' cos I am used to hate! | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| to praise God and to follow the light | |
| Come my dear, eat the fruit of innocence | |
| You' ll be lead to heaven | |
| and I' ll stay in this chamber of hell | |
| No one has the right to make me believe, | |
| that if I don' t believe I will forever sin | |
| Creation of destruction | |
| and destruction of creation | |
| Bitten by the guards of hell, | |
| the souleating dogs | |
| Will I prevail again? |