| Song | Graveyard Disciples |
| Artist | Black Label Society |
| Album | 1919 ETERNAL |
| 作曲 : Wylde | |
| Graveyard Disciples | |
| March into the fields | |
| Existence through destruction | |
| The bodies beneath the wheels | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| The trip into the black | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| Life's dying fall. | |
| Born to pull the trigger | |
| Fueled to feed the hate | |
| Innocence is shattered | |
| The part that cripples the hand of fate | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| The trip into the black | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| Life's dying fall. | |
| Solo | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| The trip into the black | |
| All, | |
| Life's dying fall. |
| zuò qǔ : Wylde | |
| Graveyard Disciples | |
| March into the fields | |
| Existence through destruction | |
| The bodies beneath the wheels | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| The trip into the black | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| Life' s dying fall. | |
| Born to pull the trigger | |
| Fueled to feed the hate | |
| Innocence is shattered | |
| The part that cripples the hand of fate | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| The trip into the black | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| Life' s dying fall. | |
| Solo | |
| Ohhhhhh, | |
| The trip into the black | |
| All, | |
| Life' s dying fall. |