| Song | Control Cancer |
| Artist | Amoral |
| Album | Decrowning |
| 作曲 : Kalliojärvi, Ots, Varon | |
| I cut your wings the moment you think that you cannot fly | |
| Smother my habitat, foment the thoughts of my demise | |
| Seems like we've met before - you may not know me but I know you | |
| Pretence paradox - fault of purpose amputee | |
| Am I your enemy or what? | |
| I attack from inside | |
| When I rule there are no principles, but I know where they lie | |
| Keep your hands out of this, an untouchable progress has begun | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I watch your struggle | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I make a strike | |
| Decadent vision controls my life and the vision is your very self | |
| Immortal life form nesting in a mortal shell | |
| I am the excess you try to skim but you retake us the on the sly | |
| For rejecting me you're shaking your halo | |
| The drill of reason - reaching your temple | |
| Insecure and weak - you cut the tongue that digs my eyes | |
| Am I your enemy or what? | |
| I attack from inside | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I watch your struggle | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I make a strike | |
| We shall retake our existence |
| zuò qǔ : Kallioj rvi, Ots, Varon | |
| I cut your wings the moment you think that you cannot fly | |
| Smother my habitat, foment the thoughts of my demise | |
| Seems like we' ve met before you may not know me but I know you | |
| Pretence paradox fault of purpose amputee | |
| Am I your enemy or what? | |
| I attack from inside | |
| When I rule there are no principles, but I know where they lie | |
| Keep your hands out of this, an untouchable progress has begun | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I watch your struggle | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I make a strike | |
| Decadent vision controls my life and the vision is your very self | |
| Immortal life form nesting in a mortal shell | |
| I am the excess you try to skim but you retake us the on the sly | |
| For rejecting me you' re shaking your halo | |
| The drill of reason reaching your temple | |
| Insecure and weak you cut the tongue that digs my eyes | |
| Am I your enemy or what? | |
| I attack from inside | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I watch your struggle | |
| Control cancer | |
| Inside you, I make a strike | |
| We shall retake our existence |