| Song | Spaceape |
| Artist | Burial |
| Album | Burial |
| 作曲 : Burial | |
| 作词 : Burial | |
| Victims themselves of a close encounter | |
| Desperate abducters, constructers become infected, vexed | |
| By an alien virus, so alien, so viral | |
| Living spaceapes, creatures, covered, smothered in ripe tentacles | |
| Stimulating the audio nerve directly | |
| You wanna come flex with me | |
| Hallucinating senses individually, insiduosly | |
| are in any combination, rhymically | |
| Shifting gears, focus upon intensity | |
| wait, big people a talk nobody try **** with i-man clarity | |
| Mind starts slippin to familiar tracks | |
| Bending warping, interfering with the facts | |
| Sensory language leaves us with no habit for lying | |
| We are hostile aliens, immune from dying | |
| Don't Harass me for not behaving correct | |
| I only want to slide my arm round your neck | |
| Interpretation, electro-chemical stimulation | |
| The sensation you feel is entirely real | |
| All that we share is our struggle for silence | |
| We don't wanna bother with no arms house business, | |
| no shooting no violence | |
| sensory language twist snake like a limb | |
| Flexible, versitile, curious like twins | |
| Transparent in the way that it moves | |
| With sufficient memory | |
| To cut clean through you.. | |
| Victims themselves, from a close encounter | |
| Desperate abductors, constructors, becoming infected, vexed | |
| By an alien virus, so alien, so viral | |
| Living spaceapes, creatures, covered, smothered in writhing tentacles | |
| Stimulating the audio nerve directly | |
| You wanna come flex with me | |
| Hallucinating senses individually, insiduosly | |
| are in any combination, rhymically | |
| Mind starts slippin familar tracks | |
| Bending warping, interfering with the facts | |
| Sensory language leaves us with no habit for lying | |
| We are hostile aliens, immune from dying |
| zuò qǔ : Burial | |
| zuò cí : Burial | |
| Victims themselves of a close encounter | |
| Desperate abducters, constructers become infected, vexed | |
| By an alien virus, so alien, so viral | |
| Living spaceapes, creatures, covered, smothered in ripe tentacles | |
| Stimulating the audio nerve directly | |
| You wanna come flex with me | |
| Hallucinating senses individually, insiduosly | |
| are in any combination, rhymically | |
| Shifting gears, focus upon intensity | |
| wait, big people a talk nobody try with iman clarity | |
| Mind starts slippin to familiar tracks | |
| Bending warping, interfering with the facts | |
| Sensory language leaves us with no habit for lying | |
| We are hostile aliens, immune from dying | |
| Don' t Harass me for not behaving correct | |
| I only want to slide my arm round your neck | |
| Interpretation, electrochemical stimulation | |
| The sensation you feel is entirely real | |
| All that we share is our struggle for silence | |
| We don' t wanna bother with no arms house business, | |
| no shooting no violence | |
| sensory language twist snake like a limb | |
| Flexible, versitile, curious like twins | |
| Transparent in the way that it moves | |
| With sufficient memory | |
| To cut clean through you.. | |
| Victims themselves, from a close encounter | |
| Desperate abductors, constructors, becoming infected, vexed | |
| By an alien virus, so alien, so viral | |
| Living spaceapes, creatures, covered, smothered in writhing tentacles | |
| Stimulating the audio nerve directly | |
| You wanna come flex with me | |
| Hallucinating senses individually, insiduosly | |
| are in any combination, rhymically | |
| Mind starts slippin familar tracks | |
| Bending warping, interfering with the facts | |
| Sensory language leaves us with no habit for lying | |
| We are hostile aliens, immune from dying |