| Song | Umulamahri |
| Artist | Morbid Angel |
| Album | Formulas Fatal To The Flesh |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Azagthoth | |
| Why should we serve that which betrays | |
| Leeches, they steal of our lives | |
| Why should we lower ourselves to the beasts | |
| Submissive they are to be made | |
| We need not to be held in their chains | |
| Illusions but they can still hold | |
| We rise within the strength | |
| The One Who lays them to waste | |
| Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land | |
| So perfect It's Way unopposed | |
| Punisher of the treacherous ones | |
| U-Mu La Mah-Ri | |
| This Force no bolt withstands | |
| For It's now the Merciless One | |
| Un-quenchable rage in holds | |
| Only sated when the last falls | |
| Their deeds of treason | |
| Unsees by the ones enchained | |
| Ignorance which shielded the crimes | |
| All seen by the All Knowing One | |
| You'll perish within the Hands | |
| Of the Storm that means your end | |
| These things you call your gods | |
| These things, they save you not | |
| Oh now you live the torment | |
| Bound in the chains that enslaved us | |
| Now you feel the suffering | |
| That you bestowed upon your being | |
| Live the pain of the Gnashing Teeth that's | |
| Grinding your bones enslaver | |
| By what right did you bind us | |
| Now you'll reap the suffering | |
| Oh there's no mercy for you've | |
| Broken the Sacred Laws you've | |
| Taken the dreams of many | |
| Lives you have bound and punished | |
| For your crimes no repentance | |
| Can turn back the Wrath | |
| Which you've called on yourselves | |
| By your deeds | |
| No new life can arise | |
| From a land once denounced | |
| By my Lord | |
| For unrivaled He stands | |
| For no man may rise up | |
| To enslave any other | |
| Made free by Design of our God | |
| That of Might shall | |
| Define what is right | |
| For unmatched is the Power | |
| Of Chthhulhu Most High | |
| Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land | |
| So perfect It's Way unopposed | |
| These things you praise as gods | |
| These things, dispirited things |
| zuo ci : Azagthoth | |
| Why should we serve that which betrays | |
| Leeches, they steal of our lives | |
| Why should we lower ourselves to the beasts | |
| Submissive they are to be made | |
| We need not to be held in their chains | |
| Illusions but they can still hold | |
| We rise within the strength | |
| The One Who lays them to waste | |
| Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land | |
| So perfect It' s Way unopposed | |
| Punisher of the treacherous ones | |
| UMu La MahRi | |
| This Force no bolt withstands | |
| For It' s now the Merciless One | |
| Unquenchable rage in holds | |
| Only sated when the last falls | |
| Their deeds of treason | |
| Unsees by the ones enchained | |
| Ignorance which shielded the crimes | |
| All seen by the All Knowing One | |
| You' ll perish within the Hands | |
| Of the Storm that means your end | |
| These things you call your gods | |
| These things, they save you not | |
| Oh now you live the torment | |
| Bound in the chains that enslaved us | |
| Now you feel the suffering | |
| That you bestowed upon your being | |
| Live the pain of the Gnashing Teeth that' s | |
| Grinding your bones enslaver | |
| By what right did you bind us | |
| Now you' ll reap the suffering | |
| Oh there' s no mercy for you' ve | |
| Broken the Sacred Laws you' ve | |
| Taken the dreams of many | |
| Lives you have bound and punished | |
| For your crimes no repentance | |
| Can turn back the Wrath | |
| Which you' ve called on yourselves | |
| By your deeds | |
| No new life can arise | |
| From a land once denounced | |
| By my Lord | |
| For unrivaled He stands | |
| For no man may rise up | |
| To enslave any other | |
| Made free by Design of our God | |
| That of Might shall | |
| Define what is right | |
| For unmatched is the Power | |
| Of Chthhulhu Most High | |
| Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land | |
| So perfect It' s Way unopposed | |
| These things you praise as gods | |
| These things, dispirited things |
| zuò cí : Azagthoth | |
| Why should we serve that which betrays | |
| Leeches, they steal of our lives | |
| Why should we lower ourselves to the beasts | |
| Submissive they are to be made | |
| We need not to be held in their chains | |
| Illusions but they can still hold | |
| We rise within the strength | |
| The One Who lays them to waste | |
| Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land | |
| So perfect It' s Way unopposed | |
| Punisher of the treacherous ones | |
| UMu La MahRi | |
| This Force no bolt withstands | |
| For It' s now the Merciless One | |
| Unquenchable rage in holds | |
| Only sated when the last falls | |
| Their deeds of treason | |
| Unsees by the ones enchained | |
| Ignorance which shielded the crimes | |
| All seen by the All Knowing One | |
| You' ll perish within the Hands | |
| Of the Storm that means your end | |
| These things you call your gods | |
| These things, they save you not | |
| Oh now you live the torment | |
| Bound in the chains that enslaved us | |
| Now you feel the suffering | |
| That you bestowed upon your being | |
| Live the pain of the Gnashing Teeth that' s | |
| Grinding your bones enslaver | |
| By what right did you bind us | |
| Now you' ll reap the suffering | |
| Oh there' s no mercy for you' ve | |
| Broken the Sacred Laws you' ve | |
| Taken the dreams of many | |
| Lives you have bound and punished | |
| For your crimes no repentance | |
| Can turn back the Wrath | |
| Which you' ve called on yourselves | |
| By your deeds | |
| No new life can arise | |
| From a land once denounced | |
| By my Lord | |
| For unrivaled He stands | |
| For no man may rise up | |
| To enslave any other | |
| Made free by Design of our God | |
| That of Might shall | |
| Define what is right | |
| For unmatched is the Power | |
| Of Chthhulhu Most High | |
| Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land | |
| So perfect It' s Way unopposed | |
| These things you praise as gods | |
| These things, dispirited things |