| Song | Writhe in Spit |
| Artist | Invocator |
| Album | Through the Flesh to the Soul |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Invocator | |
| Everywhere | |
| I see it It's in every lost and dirty room | |
| In every sparkling city | |
| Beyond the lust and gloom | |
| We all writhe in spit | |
| To the sound of cracking whips | |
| Like water to the thirsty | |
| I lick the lies from your lips | |
| I'll shine for you | |
| I'll writhe for you | |
| If you want me to | |
| I'll die for you | |
| As the sun sets | |
| I know I'll be there somehow | |
| Writhing in spit | |
| Bleeding Writhing in spit | |
| Momentarily so delightful | |
| With a scent of early fall | |
| This self-induced slavery | |
| Will mute your every call | |
| We all writhe in spit | |
| With the taste of sweet defeat | |
| Like water to the thirsty | |
| I lick the lies from your lips | |
| I'll shine for you... | |
| We all writhe in spit [solo] | |
| I'll shine for you... |
| zuo qu : Invocator | |
| Everywhere | |
| I see it It' s in every lost and dirty room | |
| In every sparkling city | |
| Beyond the lust and gloom | |
| We all writhe in spit | |
| To the sound of cracking whips | |
| Like water to the thirsty | |
| I lick the lies from your lips | |
| I' ll shine for you | |
| I' ll writhe for you | |
| If you want me to | |
| I' ll die for you | |
| As the sun sets | |
| I know I' ll be there somehow | |
| Writhing in spit | |
| Bleeding Writhing in spit | |
| Momentarily so delightful | |
| With a scent of early fall | |
| This selfinduced slavery | |
| Will mute your every call | |
| We all writhe in spit | |
| With the taste of sweet defeat | |
| Like water to the thirsty | |
| I lick the lies from your lips | |
| I' ll shine for you... | |
| We all writhe in spit solo | |
| I' ll shine for you... |
| zuò qǔ : Invocator | |
| Everywhere | |
| I see it It' s in every lost and dirty room | |
| In every sparkling city | |
| Beyond the lust and gloom | |
| We all writhe in spit | |
| To the sound of cracking whips | |
| Like water to the thirsty | |
| I lick the lies from your lips | |
| I' ll shine for you | |
| I' ll writhe for you | |
| If you want me to | |
| I' ll die for you | |
| As the sun sets | |
| I know I' ll be there somehow | |
| Writhing in spit | |
| Bleeding Writhing in spit | |
| Momentarily so delightful | |
| With a scent of early fall | |
| This selfinduced slavery | |
| Will mute your every call | |
| We all writhe in spit | |
| With the taste of sweet defeat | |
| Like water to the thirsty | |
| I lick the lies from your lips | |
| I' ll shine for you... | |
| We all writhe in spit solo | |
| I' ll shine for you... |