| Song | Sentiment of Chaos |
| Artist | Urgehal |
| Album | Goat Craft Torment |
| 作曲 : Enzifer, Sorgar | |
| A sentiment of utter darkness | |
| Embrace my Grande soul | |
| Old is the motion | |
| That used to move me | |
| In such evil manner | |
| But through ten years | |
| I carried no variance | |
| But valid unholy hate | |
| As a bastard vagabond of hell | |
| I marched these fields of filth | |
| Through fog scattered forest's | |
| And sadistic undergrounds | |
| Still wearing the same old hate | |
| Towards... Exactly you ! | |
| Salve ! Father of darkness | |
| Facing you | |
| Through the eyes of my prey | |
| Sensing you | |
| Through the stench of my prey | |
| Wearing the mark of hate | |
| I am the filth stains on the medals of honour | |
| And the beast on the back of the lamb | |
| A woman and three children | |
| Burned spontanious till death | |
| Master of tragedies, your chaos is impotent | |
| Increase the harm ! | |
| And let us see, through the real eyes of hell | |
| Lead us through raining fire | |
| Destruction, war and pain | |
| End my graveyard shift | |
| On this doomed & fucked earth | |
| Destruction | |
| War | |
| Pain |
| zuò qǔ : Enzifer, Sorgar | |
| A sentiment of utter darkness | |
| Embrace my Grande soul | |
| Old is the motion | |
| That used to move me | |
| In such evil manner | |
| But through ten years | |
| I carried no variance | |
| But valid unholy hate | |
| As a bastard vagabond of hell | |
| I marched these fields of filth | |
| Through fog scattered forest' s | |
| And sadistic undergrounds | |
| Still wearing the same old hate | |
| Towards... Exactly you nbsp! | |
| Salve nbsp! Father of darkness | |
| Facing you | |
| Through the eyes of my prey | |
| Sensing you | |
| Through the stench of my prey | |
| Wearing the mark of hate | |
| I am the filth stains on the medals of honour | |
| And the beast on the back of the lamb | |
| A woman and three children | |
| Burned spontanious till death | |
| Master of tragedies, your chaos is impotent | |
| Increase the harm nbsp! | |
| And let us see, through the real eyes of hell | |
| Lead us through raining fire | |
| Destruction, war and pain | |
| End my graveyard shift | |
| On this doomed fucked earth | |
| Destruction | |
| War | |
| Pain |