| Song | Birth Fiendish Figuration |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | Ich Tote Mich... |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [ar: Sopor 脝ternus & the Ensemble of Shadows] | |
| [al: Ich Tote Mich...] | |
| [ti: Birth Fiendish Figuration] | |
| [re: LRC Editor - Android app] | |
| [ve: Version 2.2.3] | |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [02:26.25] | Exposed with hands as empty |
| [02:28.66] | as the opposite space |
| [02:30.47] | crawling we move to where |
| [02:33.26] | where the final station lies |
| [02:34.80] | to whom is the debt that we are |
| [02:37.35] | we are forced to pay |
| [02:39.35] | Real forces dare to appear |
| [02:41.37] | only when we turn away |
| [02:43.56] | truth reveals itself |
| [02:46.62] | Reveal yourself! |
| [02:52.48] | A face ordained to hypocrites |
| [02:54.42] | we know the masks |
| [02:55.58] | their artificial smiles |
| [02:56.98] | "Mind's black eyes should break the lies!" |
| [03:01.27] | Distorted pictures are all |
| [03:03.94] | transparent to us |
| [03:05.81] | phantasmagoria |
| [03:08.10] | such a useful weapon |
| [03:09.55] | ineffectual against us |
| [03:12.04] | enemies with the knowledge of... |
| [03:13.72] | ...truth makes me sick |
| [03:16.38] | what a wretched play we play |
| [03:18.08] | Paralyezed by flesh and bones |
| [03:22.37] | condemned to vegetate |
| [03:24.80] | condemned to stay alone |
| [03:27.26] | Helplessy we are escaping |
| [03:29.22] | we're dinging to |
| [03:30.70] | stranded ashore |
| [03:32.23] | "Oh, beloved infamous side!" |
| [03:35.01] | Our distress in perfections |
| [03:37.60] | trials and tribulation |
| [03:39.08] | preferring our pain |
| [03:40.64] | we'll stay and die |
| ar: Sopor heng ternus the Ensemble of Shadows | |
| al: Ich Tote Mich... | |
| ti: Birth Fiendish Figuration | |
| re: LRC Editor Android app | |
| ve: Version 2. 2. 3 | |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [02:26.25] | Exposed with hands as empty |
| [02:28.66] | as the opposite space |
| [02:30.47] | crawling we move to where |
| [02:33.26] | where the final station lies |
| [02:34.80] | to whom is the debt that we are |
| [02:37.35] | we are forced to pay |
| [02:39.35] | Real forces dare to appear |
| [02:41.37] | only when we turn away |
| [02:43.56] | truth reveals itself |
| [02:46.62] | Reveal yourself! |
| [02:52.48] | A face ordained to hypocrites |
| [02:54.42] | we know the masks |
| [02:55.58] | their artificial smiles |
| [02:56.98] | " Mind' s black eyes should break the lies!" |
| [03:01.27] | Distorted pictures are all |
| [03:03.94] | transparent to us |
| [03:05.81] | phantasmagoria |
| [03:08.10] | such a useful weapon |
| [03:09.55] | ineffectual against us |
| [03:12.04] | enemies with the knowledge of... |
| [03:13.72] | ... truth makes me sick |
| [03:16.38] | what a wretched play we play |
| [03:18.08] | Paralyezed by flesh and bones |
| [03:22.37] | condemned to vegetate |
| [03:24.80] | condemned to stay alone |
| [03:27.26] | Helplessy we are escaping |
| [03:29.22] | we' re dinging to |
| [03:30.70] | stranded ashore |
| [03:32.23] | " Oh, beloved infamous side!" |
| [03:35.01] | Our distress in perfections |
| [03:37.60] | trials and tribulation |
| [03:39.08] | preferring our pain |
| [03:40.64] | we' ll stay and die |
| ar: Sopor hēng ternus the Ensemble of Shadows | |
| al: Ich Tote Mich... | |
| ti: Birth Fiendish Figuration | |
| re: LRC Editor Android app | |
| ve: Version 2. 2. 3 | |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [02:26.25] | Exposed with hands as empty |
| [02:28.66] | as the opposite space |
| [02:30.47] | crawling we move to where |
| [02:33.26] | where the final station lies |
| [02:34.80] | to whom is the debt that we are |
| [02:37.35] | we are forced to pay |
| [02:39.35] | Real forces dare to appear |
| [02:41.37] | only when we turn away |
| [02:43.56] | truth reveals itself |
| [02:46.62] | Reveal yourself! |
| [02:52.48] | A face ordained to hypocrites |
| [02:54.42] | we know the masks |
| [02:55.58] | their artificial smiles |
| [02:56.98] | " Mind' s black eyes should break the lies!" |
| [03:01.27] | Distorted pictures are all |
| [03:03.94] | transparent to us |
| [03:05.81] | phantasmagoria |
| [03:08.10] | such a useful weapon |
| [03:09.55] | ineffectual against us |
| [03:12.04] | enemies with the knowledge of... |
| [03:13.72] | ... truth makes me sick |
| [03:16.38] | what a wretched play we play |
| [03:18.08] | Paralyezed by flesh and bones |
| [03:22.37] | condemned to vegetate |
| [03:24.80] | condemned to stay alone |
| [03:27.26] | Helplessy we are escaping |
| [03:29.22] | we' re dinging to |
| [03:30.70] | stranded ashore |
| [03:32.23] | " Oh, beloved infamous side!" |
| [03:35.01] | Our distress in perfections |
| [03:37.60] | trials and tribulation |
| [03:39.08] | preferring our pain |
| [03:40.64] | we' ll stay and die |