| Song | Epidemic of Hate |
| Artist | Dying Fetus |
| Album | Destroy the Opposition |
| 作曲 : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Don't ****ing turn away, 慶ause | |
| I think we've got a problem here. | |
| You gotta stay off my back, | |
| I can't take another day in this prison. | |
| Locked inside of here, imprisoned in flesh for mental light-years. | |
| Pushing all my buttons now, you're just another cold, worthless victim. | |
| There's no time, don't hold me down. | |
| You crossed the line, now you're ****ed. | |
| Life's a heavy price to pay, but when you're dead, there's no complaining. | |
| I think of how you deceived, and | |
| I get my blood on fire. | |
| The last one to believe, | |
| I never thought of execution. | |
| But there's nothing left for me me, and | |
| I think you're, you're asking for a beat-down. | |
| Take the ****er's life! | |
| He had to pay the price, the greed went to his head. | |
| I've lost my faith in man, there's no regrets with me. | |
| At last my mind can be... free of the pressure, the lies, and deception. | |
| It's the shit that they feed me everyday, just looking back on the days of my life. | |
| I can find another reason, to make you ****ing burn at the stake. | |
| I can't wait another day, 慶ause the tide's turning back on you bullshit | |
| You are wasting my time and respect with your lies. | |
| Destroyer of faith, cashed out, falling down. | |
| Years of deception in chains of oppression. | |
| The knots of the system tied tight around me. | |
| The growing confusion and absence of reason, | |
| Is fuel on the fire that burns my anger, driving me forward in psychotic compulsion. | |
| Hate is erupting, | |
| I can't control it. | |
| Social dimensions collapsing, corroded. | |
| The net is wide open, we all are left for dead. |
| zuò qǔ : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Don' t ing turn away, qìng ause | |
| I think we' ve got a problem here. | |
| You gotta stay off my back, | |
| I can' t take another day in this prison. | |
| Locked inside of here, imprisoned in flesh for mental lightyears. | |
| Pushing all my buttons now, you' re just another cold, worthless victim. | |
| There' s no time, don' t hold me down. | |
| You crossed the line, now you' re ed. | |
| Life' s a heavy price to pay, but when you' re dead, there' s no complaining. | |
| I think of how you deceived, and | |
| I get my blood on fire. | |
| The last one to believe, | |
| I never thought of execution. | |
| But there' s nothing left for me me, and | |
| I think you' re, you' re asking for a beatdown. | |
| Take the er' s life! | |
| He had to pay the price, the greed went to his head. | |
| I' ve lost my faith in man, there' s no regrets with me. | |
| At last my mind can be... free of the pressure, the lies, and deception. | |
| It' s the shit that they feed me everyday, just looking back on the days of my life. | |
| I can find another reason, to make you ing burn at the stake. | |
| I can' t wait another day, qìng ause the tide' s turning back on you bullshit | |
| You are wasting my time and respect with your lies. | |
| Destroyer of faith, cashed out, falling down. | |
| Years of deception in chains of oppression. | |
| The knots of the system tied tight around me. | |
| The growing confusion and absence of reason, | |
| Is fuel on the fire that burns my anger, driving me forward in psychotic compulsion. | |
| Hate is erupting, | |
| I can' t control it. | |
| Social dimensions collapsing, corroded. | |
| The net is wide open, we all are left for dead. |