| Song | The Feeble Mind |
| Artist | Psyclon Nine |
| Album | Inri |
| 作曲 : Gottesman, Ner0 | |
| Your flesh - a shrine to my soul | |
| Torn from bone, dripping crimson red | |
| Your time is now, I dream of death | |
| On ready wings with nothing left | |
| Light floods your eyes as you struggle, bound in terror | |
| Enveloped in the stench of morality | |
| Tattered dolls found wrapped in plastic | |
| Tortured souls freed from humanity | |
| The feeble mind will pray to God | |
| The feeble mind will fall |
| zuò qǔ : Gottesman, Ner0 | |
| Your flesh a shrine to my soul | |
| Torn from bone, dripping crimson red | |
| Your time is now, I dream of death | |
| On ready wings with nothing left | |
| Light floods your eyes as you struggle, bound in terror | |
| Enveloped in the stench of morality | |
| Tattered dolls found wrapped in plastic | |
| Tortured souls freed from humanity | |
| The feeble mind will pray to God | |
| The feeble mind will fall |