| Song | City Of Screaming Statues |
| Artist | At the Gates |
| Album | Gardens Of Grief |
| 作词 : Alf, Anders, At the Gates ... | |
| City of screaming statues | |
| Your soul will grow to understand and respect this place | |
| It will be with your in your heart, on your journey | |
| The gates of city lies before you | |
| The temple of truth whispering their waves | |
| Chase your visions, slay your fears | |
| What moves the truth is the sound of your thoughts | |
| Scream | |
| The struggle of the soul | |
| Depends on the strength of your will | |
| Among the twisted shapes of your madness | |
| You will find your light and your genius | |
| In the city where the statues they scream | |
| For their truth to be real | |
| The dreams and the visions | |
| The reality and the light | |
| Within the soul of the city | |
| May be whatever you wish it to be | |
| In the city where the statues they scream | |
| For their truth to be real | |
| Stand up and turn your back on reality | |
| Lie down and let your dreams attack | |
| The silence of a soul that is true | |
| Is the silence that you lack | |
| Feel the strength pulsating through you | |
| As the gates they close behind you | |
| The answers lie within the city | |
| Within the light | |
| In the sunrise of your soul, time is the key | |
| The music of the truth, now behold | |
| Rise and crush them | |
| The gates of city lies before you | |
| The temple of truth whispering their waves | |
| Chase your visions, slay your fears | |
| What moves the truth is the sound of your thoughts | |
| The statues they scream | |
| For their truth to be real | |
| Within the walls of the city | |
| Where death aint the end | |
| The music of the truth, the light of the end |
| zuò cí : Alf, Anders, At the Gates ... | |
| City of screaming statues | |
| Your soul will grow to understand and respect this place | |
| It will be with your in your heart, on your journey | |
| The gates of city lies before you | |
| The temple of truth whispering their waves | |
| Chase your visions, slay your fears | |
| What moves the truth is the sound of your thoughts | |
| Scream | |
| The struggle of the soul | |
| Depends on the strength of your will | |
| Among the twisted shapes of your madness | |
| You will find your light and your genius | |
| In the city where the statues they scream | |
| For their truth to be real | |
| The dreams and the visions | |
| The reality and the light | |
| Within the soul of the city | |
| May be whatever you wish it to be | |
| In the city where the statues they scream | |
| For their truth to be real | |
| Stand up and turn your back on reality | |
| Lie down and let your dreams attack | |
| The silence of a soul that is true | |
| Is the silence that you lack | |
| Feel the strength pulsating through you | |
| As the gates they close behind you | |
| The answers lie within the city | |
| Within the light | |
| In the sunrise of your soul, time is the key | |
| The music of the truth, now behold | |
| Rise and crush them | |
| The gates of city lies before you | |
| The temple of truth whispering their waves | |
| Chase your visions, slay your fears | |
| What moves the truth is the sound of your thoughts | |
| The statues they scream | |
| For their truth to be real | |
| Within the walls of the city | |
| Where death aint the end | |
| The music of the truth, the light of the end |