| Song | Eaten from Inside |
| Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Owen | |
| Dwelling inside was an anger | |
| An anger that grew into hatred | |
| Grinding, churning inside of me | |
| Seeking, finding the need to feed | |
| On my soul, it now appears | |
| I've lost control of my mind | |
| It's now begun to tear | |
| And grind the pain | |
| Its destination my brain | |
| Can't hide from being eaten from inside, inside | |
| Originating deep within a heart | |
| That is now cold and dead | |
| Tearing its way through my organs | |
| Leaving nothing but shreds | |
| Ripping, tissue is torn away | |
| Severing, parts and veins in the way | |
| My insides are on the outside of me | |
| My bones now shatter and explode | |
| The pain, its destination my brain | |
| Can't hide from being eaten from inside | |
| Left on the ground is my head | |
| Waiting for the final blow | |
| Brain violently corroding | |
| The end won't come fast only slow | |
| Seeing what's left of my body | |
| Drowning, blood is surrounding me | |
| My skull melts revealing my brain | |
| Exploding, my body's imploding | |
| The pain, its destination my brain | |
| I've died, | |
| I've been eaten from inside |
| zuo ci : Owen | |
| Dwelling inside was an anger | |
| An anger that grew into hatred | |
| Grinding, churning inside of me | |
| Seeking, finding the need to feed | |
| On my soul, it now appears | |
| I' ve lost control of my mind | |
| It' s now begun to tear | |
| And grind the pain | |
| Its destination my brain | |
| Can' t hide from being eaten from inside, inside | |
| Originating deep within a heart | |
| That is now cold and dead | |
| Tearing its way through my organs | |
| Leaving nothing but shreds | |
| Ripping, tissue is torn away | |
| Severing, parts and veins in the way | |
| My insides are on the outside of me | |
| My bones now shatter and explode | |
| The pain, its destination my brain | |
| Can' t hide from being eaten from inside | |
| Left on the ground is my head | |
| Waiting for the final blow | |
| Brain violently corroding | |
| The end won' t come fast only slow | |
| Seeing what' s left of my body | |
| Drowning, blood is surrounding me | |
| My skull melts revealing my brain | |
| Exploding, my body' s imploding | |
| The pain, its destination my brain | |
| I' ve died, | |
| I' ve been eaten from inside |
| zuò cí : Owen | |
| Dwelling inside was an anger | |
| An anger that grew into hatred | |
| Grinding, churning inside of me | |
| Seeking, finding the need to feed | |
| On my soul, it now appears | |
| I' ve lost control of my mind | |
| It' s now begun to tear | |
| And grind the pain | |
| Its destination my brain | |
| Can' t hide from being eaten from inside, inside | |
| Originating deep within a heart | |
| That is now cold and dead | |
| Tearing its way through my organs | |
| Leaving nothing but shreds | |
| Ripping, tissue is torn away | |
| Severing, parts and veins in the way | |
| My insides are on the outside of me | |
| My bones now shatter and explode | |
| The pain, its destination my brain | |
| Can' t hide from being eaten from inside | |
| Left on the ground is my head | |
| Waiting for the final blow | |
| Brain violently corroding | |
| The end won' t come fast only slow | |
| Seeing what' s left of my body | |
| Drowning, blood is surrounding me | |
| My skull melts revealing my brain | |
| Exploding, my body' s imploding | |
| The pain, its destination my brain | |
| I' ve died, | |
| I' ve been eaten from inside |