| Song | Seven19 |
| Artist | Lividity |
| Album | Used, Abused and Left |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| From the flesh carved holes blood paints the ground | |
| The last gasps of air the child takes screaming | |
| Peace in the eyes of a mother bringing the knife down | |
| The life she made, so easily she takes away | |
| Tell me tell me | |
| Show me show me | |
| Teach me teach me | |
| Just how | |
| Easily... | |
| The murdered speak little with eyes wipde open | |
| Blood pooling in motionless flesh | |
| Death comes easy for those who don't value living | |
| The stench of those forgotten | |
| Frozen in unimaginable form | |
| Never frsh, decomposing | |
| The souls wells exposed | |
| Epitomite of gore and sickness, sickened mind of horror | |
| The lust for death, their last breath, you want nothing more | |
| Thoughts plagued with endless darkness, ghastly every one | |
| The dead, the blood, the filth, your favors have been done | |
| Tell me all you have seen | |
| Horrors | |
| Sickness | |
| Gore | |
| Epitomite | |
| I have seen the horrors you speak of | |
| I have seen the sickness it brings | |
| I have seen the gore you lust for | |
| For I am seven19 |
| From the flesh carved holes blood paints the ground | |
| The last gasps of air the child takes screaming | |
| Peace in the eyes of a mother bringing the knife down | |
| The life she made, so easily she takes away | |
| Tell me tell me | |
| Show me show me | |
| Teach me teach me | |
| Just how | |
| Easily... | |
| The murdered speak little with eyes wipde open | |
| Blood pooling in motionless flesh | |
| Death comes easy for those who don' t value living | |
| The stench of those forgotten | |
| Frozen in unimaginable form | |
| Never frsh, decomposing | |
| The souls wells exposed | |
| Epitomite of gore and sickness, sickened mind of horror | |
| The lust for death, their last breath, you want nothing more | |
| Thoughts plagued with endless darkness, ghastly every one | |
| The dead, the blood, the filth, your favors have been done | |
| Tell me all you have seen | |
| Horrors | |
| Sickness | |
| Gore | |
| Epitomite | |
| I have seen the horrors you speak of | |
| I have seen the sickness it brings | |
| I have seen the gore you lust for | |
| For I am seven19 |
| From the flesh carved holes blood paints the ground | |
| The last gasps of air the child takes screaming | |
| Peace in the eyes of a mother bringing the knife down | |
| The life she made, so easily she takes away | |
| Tell me tell me | |
| Show me show me | |
| Teach me teach me | |
| Just how | |
| Easily... | |
| The murdered speak little with eyes wipde open | |
| Blood pooling in motionless flesh | |
| Death comes easy for those who don' t value living | |
| The stench of those forgotten | |
| Frozen in unimaginable form | |
| Never frsh, decomposing | |
| The souls wells exposed | |
| Epitomite of gore and sickness, sickened mind of horror | |
| The lust for death, their last breath, you want nothing more | |
| Thoughts plagued with endless darkness, ghastly every one | |
| The dead, the blood, the filth, your favors have been done | |
| Tell me all you have seen | |
| Horrors | |
| Sickness | |
| Gore | |
| Epitomite | |
| I have seen the horrors you speak of | |
| I have seen the sickness it brings | |
| I have seen the gore you lust for | |
| For I am seven19 |