| Song | Beast In The Field |
| Artist | Benedictum |
| Album | Seasons Of Tragedy |
| 作曲 : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells | |
| There's a beast in the field | |
| There's a lion in the night | |
| Ever stalking with a passion | |
| Ever hiding from the light | |
| And his name is the only | |
| And his name is the one | |
| And he won't stop destroying til his wicked work is done | |
| Children run, children run, children run | |
| The night time is falling | |
| The voices are calling a beast | |
| There's a beast in the field | |
| The world keeps on turning but we are not learning | |
| A beast | |
| There's a beast in the field | |
| There's a beast | |
| There's a beast | |
| There's a beast in the field | |
| There's a lion in the night | |
| Overcome by our weakness we have no strength to fight | |
| Better run little children | |
| better run, better flee | |
| For the beast that I speak of is alive roaming free | |
| Children run, children run, children run | |
| The night time is falling the voices are calling a beast | |
| there's a beast in the field | |
| The whole world is turning but we are not learning | |
| A beast | |
| there's a beast in the field | |
| Don't look into his eyes | |
| For fools confound the wise | |
| This deranged, dark usurper tears the fabric of the soul | |
| Look upon your own person | |
| Now is half what was whole | |
| The most primal of instincts is to stand, fight, or flee | |
| At this time I beseech you to make haste and come with me | |
| Approaching, encroaching, it lives a lie | |
| Controlling, imposing, it will take your life! | |
| The night time is falling | |
| The voices are calling a beast | |
| There's a beast in the field | |
| The world keeps on turning but we are not learning | |
| A beast | |
| There's a beast in the field |
| zuò qǔ : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells | |
| There' s a beast in the field | |
| There' s a lion in the night | |
| Ever stalking with a passion | |
| Ever hiding from the light | |
| And his name is the only | |
| And his name is the one | |
| And he won' t stop destroying til his wicked work is done | |
| Children run, children run, children run | |
| The night time is falling | |
| The voices are calling a beast | |
| There' s a beast in the field | |
| The world keeps on turning but we are not learning | |
| A beast | |
| There' s a beast in the field | |
| There' s a beast | |
| There' s a beast | |
| There' s a beast in the field | |
| There' s a lion in the night | |
| Overcome by our weakness we have no strength to fight | |
| Better run little children | |
| better run, better flee | |
| For the beast that I speak of is alive roaming free | |
| Children run, children run, children run | |
| The night time is falling the voices are calling a beast | |
| there' s a beast in the field | |
| The whole world is turning but we are not learning | |
| A beast | |
| there' s a beast in the field | |
| Don' t look into his eyes | |
| For fools confound the wise | |
| This deranged, dark usurper tears the fabric of the soul | |
| Look upon your own person | |
| Now is half what was whole | |
| The most primal of instincts is to stand, fight, or flee | |
| At this time I beseech you to make haste and come with me | |
| Approaching, encroaching, it lives a lie | |
| Controlling, imposing, it will take your life! | |
| The night time is falling | |
| The voices are calling a beast | |
| There' s a beast in the field | |
| The world keeps on turning but we are not learning | |
| A beast | |
| There' s a beast in the field |