| Song | Schematics |
| Artist | Dying Fetus |
| Album | Stop At Nothing |
| 作曲 : Gallagher, Greig, Kimball | |
| Unweaving strands of failure | |
| Propagating the obscene | |
| Intentions gone asunder | |
| Tearing down the human facade (I will give life) | |
| Relentless pursuit of action (I will decide) | |
| The traits that blind humanity (Regenerate) | |
| Reliving the generations (A boundless chain) | |
| Correcting their mistakes | |
| Solutions we seek to our mortality | |
| Tampering in greed, inflated arrogance | |
| Nature's course diverted, by men who interfere | |
| Rampant emptiness, reject this world | |
| Blindly seizing solace in easily spun lies | |
| Mutations in the genome chain improve our quality of life | |
| Blindly seizing refuge in ten billion dollar lies | |
| We're consumed by both sides, then shit out to die | |
| Living this undying prophecy, resurrect what should remain dead | |
| Fleshing out this unspoken travesty, all of us fight this unholy war | |
| Sinking into a mockery of truth, we become miskeepers of mankind | |
| Unrestrained avarice, we would become | |
| God Magnified self-preservation, living disease | |
| Inured, soulless, dull vanity | |
| A system of subjugation, order constrained | |
| Hordes of drones, just for more buying into everything, the pulpit of lies | |
| The path to truth is frozen, politicized | |
| Stuffing the world full of vagrant inbred drones | |
| To control who they are | |
| Instinct, we breed, compulsively | |
| Regeneration epidemic, simulate reality | |
| Suspend a mass, monopolized | |
| Triumphs of technology, the maladjusted ciphers | |
| Perverse, corrupt power scheme | |
| Meddling incompetence, creating minds that misfire | |
| Who will survive? |
| zuò qǔ : Gallagher, Greig, Kimball | |
| Unweaving strands of failure | |
| Propagating the obscene | |
| Intentions gone asunder | |
| Tearing down the human facade I will give life | |
| Relentless pursuit of action I will decide | |
| The traits that blind humanity Regenerate | |
| Reliving the generations A boundless chain | |
| Correcting their mistakes | |
| Solutions we seek to our mortality | |
| Tampering in greed, inflated arrogance | |
| Nature' s course diverted, by men who interfere | |
| Rampant emptiness, reject this world | |
| Blindly seizing solace in easily spun lies | |
| Mutations in the genome chain improve our quality of life | |
| Blindly seizing refuge in ten billion dollar lies | |
| We' re consumed by both sides, then shit out to die | |
| Living this undying prophecy, resurrect what should remain dead | |
| Fleshing out this unspoken travesty, all of us fight this unholy war | |
| Sinking into a mockery of truth, we become miskeepers of mankind | |
| Unrestrained avarice, we would become | |
| God Magnified selfpreservation, living disease | |
| Inured, soulless, dull vanity | |
| A system of subjugation, order constrained | |
| Hordes of drones, just for more buying into everything, the pulpit of lies | |
| The path to truth is frozen, politicized | |
| Stuffing the world full of vagrant inbred drones | |
| To control who they are | |
| Instinct, we breed, compulsively | |
| Regeneration epidemic, simulate reality | |
| Suspend a mass, monopolized | |
| Triumphs of technology, the maladjusted ciphers | |
| Perverse, corrupt power scheme | |
| Meddling incompetence, creating minds that misfire | |
| Who will survive? |