| 作曲 : Forté | |
| Silently, it crawls, dead shadows cold as ice | |
| Grey walls, surrounding, like a prison in hell | |
| Rising, stronger, beyond | |
| Earth is the god, | |
| Mightier, meaner, he's the new born master | |
| Listen to the spells down under, | |
| Join and celebrate, | |
| There is no further need to hide, | |
| Serve of the black empire | |
| Hear the ghosts whistle sonata, | |
| Sing and join your hands | |
| From now one, your flesh, | |
| Belongs to my master, | |
| R'lyeh the | |
| Dead, soon will blacken the horizon | |
| Look at, the | |
| Earth, pierced by rising terror, | |
| Kneel down, and watch, the throne of your new master | |
| Listen to the spells down under, | |
| Join and celebrate, | |
| There is no further need to hide, | |
| Serve the black empire |
| zuo qu : Forte | |
| Silently, it crawls, dead shadows cold as ice | |
| Grey walls, surrounding, like a prison in hell | |
| Rising, stronger, beyond | |
| Earth is the god, | |
| Mightier, meaner, he' s the new born master | |
| Listen to the spells down under, | |
| Join and celebrate, | |
| There is no further need to hide, | |
| Serve of the black empire | |
| Hear the ghosts whistle sonata, | |
| Sing and join your hands | |
| From now one, your flesh, | |
| Belongs to my master, | |
| R' lyeh the | |
| Dead, soon will blacken the horizon | |
| Look at, the | |
| Earth, pierced by rising terror, | |
| Kneel down, and watch, the throne of your new master | |
| Listen to the spells down under, | |
| Join and celebrate, | |
| There is no further need to hide, | |
| Serve the black empire |
| zuò qǔ : Forté | |
| Silently, it crawls, dead shadows cold as ice | |
| Grey walls, surrounding, like a prison in hell | |
| Rising, stronger, beyond | |
| Earth is the god, | |
| Mightier, meaner, he' s the new born master | |
| Listen to the spells down under, | |
| Join and celebrate, | |
| There is no further need to hide, | |
| Serve of the black empire | |
| Hear the ghosts whistle sonata, | |
| Sing and join your hands | |
| From now one, your flesh, | |
| Belongs to my master, | |
| R' lyeh the | |
| Dead, soon will blacken the horizon | |
| Look at, the | |
| Earth, pierced by rising terror, | |
| Kneel down, and watch, the throne of your new master | |
| Listen to the spells down under, | |
| Join and celebrate, | |
| There is no further need to hide, | |
| Serve the black empire |