| Song | Loathe |
| Artist | Cryptopsy |
| Album | Whisper Supremacy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo | |
| Loathe | |
| Apprenticeship to my duty | |
| Learner of a higher magnitude | |
| A scholar at producing pain | |
| Don't forget to include | |
| A masters in brutality | |
| Enjoy to be, my next fatality | |
| Some call me a fiend | |
| A ghoul of gore | |
| I'm gonna settle the score | |
| You lecherous, squabbling mongrel | |
| Have you suffered enough? | |
| Bled all over yourself? | |
| It's a shame to see you spill | |
| All that rotting swill | |
| Seemed as though you've delved | |
| Into an unwelcoming predicament | |
| Enough to wipe that smile | |
| Off your shitgrin face | |
| Beaten down dog | |
| Pungent urine stench | |
| Streams of disgust | |
| Puddles spread to lakes | |
| Boot to face intakes | |
| I loathe, I loathe you | |
| You're sickening | |
| How I laugh at your discomfort | |
| Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? | |
| I'll squeeze it tight | |
| No room for air | |
| Down there | |
| Redesigning the blueprints to madness | |
| Slab of meat bruised and bloodless | |
| Feel my wrath, feel my wrath | |
| You're wiped away | |
| I pity you not | |
| You cease to exist | |
| Pointless to resist | |
| Your medicine |
| zuo ci : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo | |
| Loathe | |
| Apprenticeship to my duty | |
| Learner of a higher magnitude | |
| A scholar at producing pain | |
| Don' t forget to include | |
| A masters in brutality | |
| Enjoy to be, my next fatality | |
| Some call me a fiend | |
| A ghoul of gore | |
| I' m gonna settle the score | |
| You lecherous, squabbling mongrel | |
| Have you suffered enough? | |
| Bled all over yourself? | |
| It' s a shame to see you spill | |
| All that rotting swill | |
| Seemed as though you' ve delved | |
| Into an unwelcoming predicament | |
| Enough to wipe that smile | |
| Off your shitgrin face | |
| Beaten down dog | |
| Pungent urine stench | |
| Streams of disgust | |
| Puddles spread to lakes | |
| Boot to face intakes | |
| I loathe, I loathe you | |
| You' re sickening | |
| How I laugh at your discomfort | |
| Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? | |
| I' ll squeeze it tight | |
| No room for air | |
| Down there | |
| Redesigning the blueprints to madness | |
| Slab of meat bruised and bloodless | |
| Feel my wrath, feel my wrath | |
| You' re wiped away | |
| I pity you not | |
| You cease to exist | |
| Pointless to resist | |
| Your medicine |
| zuò cí : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo | |
| Loathe | |
| Apprenticeship to my duty | |
| Learner of a higher magnitude | |
| A scholar at producing pain | |
| Don' t forget to include | |
| A masters in brutality | |
| Enjoy to be, my next fatality | |
| Some call me a fiend | |
| A ghoul of gore | |
| I' m gonna settle the score | |
| You lecherous, squabbling mongrel | |
| Have you suffered enough? | |
| Bled all over yourself? | |
| It' s a shame to see you spill | |
| All that rotting swill | |
| Seemed as though you' ve delved | |
| Into an unwelcoming predicament | |
| Enough to wipe that smile | |
| Off your shitgrin face | |
| Beaten down dog | |
| Pungent urine stench | |
| Streams of disgust | |
| Puddles spread to lakes | |
| Boot to face intakes | |
| I loathe, I loathe you | |
| You' re sickening | |
| How I laugh at your discomfort | |
| Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? | |
| I' ll squeeze it tight | |
| No room for air | |
| Down there | |
| Redesigning the blueprints to madness | |
| Slab of meat bruised and bloodless | |
| Feel my wrath, feel my wrath | |
| You' re wiped away | |
| I pity you not | |
| You cease to exist | |
| Pointless to resist | |
| Your medicine |