| Song | Cursive Eve |
| Artist | I:Scintilla |
| Album | Optics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bindrim, Cookas, Mines | |
| You were born wrapped in the pages | |
| The words bind your mind and body | |
| A false comfort of thin paper | |
| You're claimed as unclean property | |
| They say you need guilt to be good | |
| Your brothers all remain blameless | |
| Heart of snares and nets, hands as bands | |
| Classified as a nameless mass | |
| Don't look down on me | |
| I don't look up | |
| Kneel | |
| Hear you're not scared to die | |
| Beg | |
| Those dogs will lick and drink you dry | |
| Kneel | |
| Eat the pretty cursive lie | |
| Beg | |
| And you will not be scared to die | |
| They say "In you lives an Eve" and | |
| "Thy desire rules over thee" | |
| "Thou shall not let witches live" | |
| The fiction binds your mind and body | |
| Give you away to male angels | |
| The leaders all remain shameless | |
| Wash away rains' ancient marking | |
| Please beg yourself for forgiveness | |
| Must thy sorrow multiply | |
| Thy conception in sorrow | |
| Thou shall live in the silence | |
| With all subjection | |
| He may hear false answers | |
| He lets the voices in | |
| Must thy sorrow follow | |
| Visions in his head |
| zuo qu : Bindrim, Cookas, Mines | |
| You were born wrapped in the pages | |
| The words bind your mind and body | |
| A false comfort of thin paper | |
| You' re claimed as unclean property | |
| They say you need guilt to be good | |
| Your brothers all remain blameless | |
| Heart of snares and nets, hands as bands | |
| Classified as a nameless mass | |
| Don' t look down on me | |
| I don' t look up | |
| Kneel | |
| Hear you' re not scared to die | |
| Beg | |
| Those dogs will lick and drink you dry | |
| Kneel | |
| Eat the pretty cursive lie | |
| Beg | |
| And you will not be scared to die | |
| They say " In you lives an Eve" and | |
| " Thy desire rules over thee" | |
| " Thou shall not let witches live" | |
| The fiction binds your mind and body | |
| Give you away to male angels | |
| The leaders all remain shameless | |
| Wash away rains' ancient marking | |
| Please beg yourself for forgiveness | |
| Must thy sorrow multiply | |
| Thy conception in sorrow | |
| Thou shall live in the silence | |
| With all subjection | |
| He may hear false answers | |
| He lets the voices in | |
| Must thy sorrow follow | |
| Visions in his head |
| zuò qǔ : Bindrim, Cookas, Mines | |
| You were born wrapped in the pages | |
| The words bind your mind and body | |
| A false comfort of thin paper | |
| You' re claimed as unclean property | |
| They say you need guilt to be good | |
| Your brothers all remain blameless | |
| Heart of snares and nets, hands as bands | |
| Classified as a nameless mass | |
| Don' t look down on me | |
| I don' t look up | |
| Kneel | |
| Hear you' re not scared to die | |
| Beg | |
| Those dogs will lick and drink you dry | |
| Kneel | |
| Eat the pretty cursive lie | |
| Beg | |
| And you will not be scared to die | |
| They say " In you lives an Eve" and | |
| " Thy desire rules over thee" | |
| " Thou shall not let witches live" | |
| The fiction binds your mind and body | |
| Give you away to male angels | |
| The leaders all remain shameless | |
| Wash away rains' ancient marking | |
| Please beg yourself for forgiveness | |
| Must thy sorrow multiply | |
| Thy conception in sorrow | |
| Thou shall live in the silence | |
| With all subjection | |
| He may hear false answers | |
| He lets the voices in | |
| Must thy sorrow follow | |
| Visions in his head |