| Song | What doesn't die |
| Artist | Anthrax |
| Album | We've come for you all |
| 作词 : Anthrax | |
| First in last out overthrown | |
| It's been picked clean to the bone | |
| It's so hard to remember things | |
| Like when we used to kill our kings | |
| Crusading for hypocrisy | |
| Under our nose the holy bleed | |
| Crumbling under its own weight | |
| Apologies if you relate 'cause | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn't die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| Death is right inside your pocket | |
| Take him out and have a laugh | |
| Go and piss your life away | |
| Another ugly waste of clay | |
| And up above there's no one home | |
| Why don't you answer your phone? | |
| Reminding me to learn that poem | |
| First in last out overthrown | |
| Because You cannot kill | |
| What doesn't die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn't die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| What doesn't die | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| What doesn't die | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn't die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn't die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized |
| zuò cí : Anthrax | |
| First in last out overthrown | |
| It' s been picked clean to the bone | |
| It' s so hard to remember things | |
| Like when we used to kill our kings | |
| Crusading for hypocrisy | |
| Under our nose the holy bleed | |
| Crumbling under its own weight | |
| Apologies if you relate ' cause | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn' t die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| Death is right inside your pocket | |
| Take him out and have a laugh | |
| Go and piss your life away | |
| Another ugly waste of clay | |
| And up above there' s no one home | |
| Why don' t you answer your phone? | |
| Reminding me to learn that poem | |
| First in last out overthrown | |
| Because You cannot kill | |
| What doesn' t die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn' t die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| What doesn' t die | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood | |
| What doesn' t die | |
| Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn' t die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized | |
| You cannot kill | |
| What doesn' t die | |
| Live up to my promise | |
| My full potential realized |