| Song | The Sermon to the Hypocrites |
| Artist | Behemoth |
| Album | Satanica |
| 作曲 : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal | |
| Ohh, ye whose future is in other hands | |
| Foul feeders, slipped are you on your excrement? | |
| Parasites having the world lousy | |
| Imagine you are of significance to heaven | |
| Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation | |
| This is your blind worm cycle | |
| Know ye of nothing further than your own stench | |
| Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe | |
| I, who enjoy my body | |
| I would rather pack with wolves | |
| Than enter your pest houses | |
| Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation | |
| This is your blind worm cycle | |
| Know ye of nothing further than your own stench | |
| Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe | |
| The sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringHonest was | |
| SodomYour theology is a slime pit of gibberish become ethics | |
| In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity | |
| Everything ends so miserably besmirched with fratricidal blood | |
| The sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bring |
| zuò qǔ : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal | |
| Ohh, ye whose future is in other hands | |
| Foul feeders, slipped are you on your excrement? | |
| Parasites having the world lousy | |
| Imagine you are of significance to heaven | |
| Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation | |
| This is your blind worm cycle | |
| Know ye of nothing further than your own stench | |
| Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe | |
| I, who enjoy my body | |
| I would rather pack with wolves | |
| Than enter your pest houses | |
| Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation | |
| This is your blind worm cycle | |
| Know ye of nothing further than your own stench | |
| Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe | |
| The sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringHonest was | |
| SodomYour theology is a slime pit of gibberish become ethics | |
| In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity | |
| Everything ends so miserably besmirched with fratricidal blood | |
| The sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bringThe sword thrust not salve | |
| I bring |