| Song | Death Is Inevitable |
| Artist | Sacred Oath |
| Album | Darkness Visible |
| 作曲 : Thorne | |
| Don't stand up for what you believe | |
| You might disappear | |
| Won't go get yourself a reprieve | |
| From the threat of fear | |
| Hope that dream is fading away | |
| And you're awake in hell | |
| Dope won't make it all go away | |
| But you never can tell . . . | |
| Your death is inevitable | |
| Shout, but your voice can't be heard | |
| Your mouth is moving but I can't make the words . . . | |
| Fight, but I can't feel the pain | |
| That's why we call it a game | |
| Kill, come on and do it again | |
| You'll make it real, the only question is when. | |
| Your death it's inevitable | |
| Your brain it's inedible | |
| Shout, but your voice can't be heard | |
| Your mouth is moving but I can't make the words . . . | |
| Fight, but I can't feel the pain | |
| That's why we call it a game | |
| Kill, come on and do it again | |
| You'll make it real, the only question is when. | |
| Your death it's inevitable | |
| Your brain it's inedible | |
| If I were to look inside your head | |
| For conviction or truth | |
| I'd come back empty-handed | |
| Save for one rotten wisdom tooth | |
| And if I looked into your heart | |
| For peace or enlightenment | |
| I'd find a wicked history | |
| That not even I could prevent. | |
| Do you want your life back? | |
| Do you want to live? |
| zuò qǔ : Thorne | |
| Don' t stand up for what you believe | |
| You might disappear | |
| Won' t go get yourself a reprieve | |
| From the threat of fear | |
| Hope that dream is fading away | |
| And you' re awake in hell | |
| Dope won' t make it all go away | |
| But you never can tell . . . | |
| Your death is inevitable | |
| Shout, but your voice can' t be heard | |
| Your mouth is moving but I can' t make the words . . . | |
| Fight, but I can' t feel the pain | |
| That' s why we call it a game | |
| Kill, come on and do it again | |
| You' ll make it real, the only question is when. | |
| Your death it' s inevitable | |
| Your brain it' s inedible | |
| Shout, but your voice can' t be heard | |
| Your mouth is moving but I can' t make the words . . . | |
| Fight, but I can' t feel the pain | |
| That' s why we call it a game | |
| Kill, come on and do it again | |
| You' ll make it real, the only question is when. | |
| Your death it' s inevitable | |
| Your brain it' s inedible | |
| If I were to look inside your head | |
| For conviction or truth | |
| I' d come back emptyhanded | |
| Save for one rotten wisdom tooth | |
| And if I looked into your heart | |
| For peace or enlightenment | |
| I' d find a wicked history | |
| That not even I could prevent. | |
| Do you want your life back? | |
| Do you want to live? |