| Song | Fuel for My Hatred |
| Artist | Slowmotion Apocalypse |
| Album | Obsidian |
| 作曲 : Corte, Milanese, Odorico ... | |
| Load! | |
| Fire! | |
| It's my fucking war! | |
| Come on! | |
| Once again I feel the strength is growing inside me | |
| No time to waste I know my enemy | |
| I need to channel my hate and focus on my target | |
| I seek the truth I have to try to find a path that leads me to the light | |
| The fuel for my hatred | |
| This is the way day by day I fight against my fears | |
| I need to burn all my hate as a sacrifice to my faith | |
| The crowd is bleeding anger | |
| Tonight we're burning inside | |
| It is a masochistic way to feel alive | |
| Our hearts will bleed but the anger will survive | |
| No way to avoid this just look into my eyes | |
| If I can't be myself I'd rather die in the fight | |
| The fuel for my hatred | |
| Is human kind | |
| My speech is my weapon | |
| It's time to fight for our beliefs | |
| The fuel for this hatred | |
| Is born from the pain | |
| I feel when I realize | |
| Life's worth less than cash | |
| My hell burns under the sunlight | |
| And the pain feeds my will | |
| Through the ashes of your fears follow your dream | |
| It's time to fight for our beliefs | |
| An overdose of pure anger | |
| Is running in our veins | |
| Our speech is the weapon | |
| This is our battlefield | |
| Legions of the extreme |
| zuò qǔ : Corte, Milanese, Odorico ... | |
| Load! | |
| Fire! | |
| It' s my fucking war! | |
| Come on! | |
| Once again I feel the strength is growing inside me | |
| No time to waste I know my enemy | |
| I need to channel my hate and focus on my target | |
| I seek the truth I have to try to find a path that leads me to the light | |
| The fuel for my hatred | |
| This is the way day by day I fight against my fears | |
| I need to burn all my hate as a sacrifice to my faith | |
| The crowd is bleeding anger | |
| Tonight we' re burning inside | |
| It is a masochistic way to feel alive | |
| Our hearts will bleed but the anger will survive | |
| No way to avoid this just look into my eyes | |
| If I can' t be myself I' d rather die in the fight | |
| The fuel for my hatred | |
| Is human kind | |
| My speech is my weapon | |
| It' s time to fight for our beliefs | |
| The fuel for this hatred | |
| Is born from the pain | |
| I feel when I realize | |
| Life' s worth less than cash | |
| My hell burns under the sunlight | |
| And the pain feeds my will | |
| Through the ashes of your fears follow your dream | |
| It' s time to fight for our beliefs | |
| An overdose of pure anger | |
| Is running in our veins | |
| Our speech is the weapon | |
| This is our battlefield | |
| Legions of the extreme |