| Song | I Loathe |
| Artist | Neaera |
| Album | Omnicide - Creation Unleashed |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Neaera | |
| I am the thorns that pierce you | |
| I am the leaves that heal | |
| I am the thorns that guide you | |
| I am the pain that heals | |
| It is lies that we seek | |
| Illusions that we need | |
| The only way to survive | |
| Is humbly closing our eyes | |
| I loathe | |
| the dumbing down, manipulation | |
| Decry | |
| the tools of the trade that make us kneel | |
| I fear | |
| the end of the circle, the all-in-vain | |
| Detest | |
| what you sell as the truth, as critical thought | |
| No more | |
| I will swallow your waste, your selfless Is | |
| Refrain | |
| from what you preach to survive | |
| We are the thousand thorns | |
| we are the thousand leaves | |
| Sound the call to arms | |
| There will be no relief | |
| Disdain | |
| Remains a reward I can't reject | |
| Again | |
| I lack what I need to adapt | |
| Must I corrupt my soul to get inside? | |
| Must I derange myself to stay intact? | |
| Must I corrupt myself to get inside? | |
| If i earth myself, does it all end? |
| zuo qu : Neaera | |
| I am the thorns that pierce you | |
| I am the leaves that heal | |
| I am the thorns that guide you | |
| I am the pain that heals | |
| It is lies that we seek | |
| Illusions that we need | |
| The only way to survive | |
| Is humbly closing our eyes | |
| I loathe | |
| the dumbing down, manipulation | |
| Decry | |
| the tools of the trade that make us kneel | |
| I fear | |
| the end of the circle, the allinvain | |
| Detest | |
| what you sell as the truth, as critical thought | |
| No more | |
| I will swallow your waste, your selfless Is | |
| Refrain | |
| from what you preach to survive | |
| We are the thousand thorns | |
| we are the thousand leaves | |
| Sound the call to arms | |
| There will be no relief | |
| Disdain | |
| Remains a reward I can' t reject | |
| Again | |
| I lack what I need to adapt | |
| Must I corrupt my soul to get inside? | |
| Must I derange myself to stay intact? | |
| Must I corrupt myself to get inside? | |
| If i earth myself, does it all end? |
| zuò qǔ : Neaera | |
| I am the thorns that pierce you | |
| I am the leaves that heal | |
| I am the thorns that guide you | |
| I am the pain that heals | |
| It is lies that we seek | |
| Illusions that we need | |
| The only way to survive | |
| Is humbly closing our eyes | |
| I loathe | |
| the dumbing down, manipulation | |
| Decry | |
| the tools of the trade that make us kneel | |
| I fear | |
| the end of the circle, the allinvain | |
| Detest | |
| what you sell as the truth, as critical thought | |
| No more | |
| I will swallow your waste, your selfless Is | |
| Refrain | |
| from what you preach to survive | |
| We are the thousand thorns | |
| we are the thousand leaves | |
| Sound the call to arms | |
| There will be no relief | |
| Disdain | |
| Remains a reward I can' t reject | |
| Again | |
| I lack what I need to adapt | |
| Must I corrupt my soul to get inside? | |
| Must I derange myself to stay intact? | |
| Must I corrupt myself to get inside? | |
| If i earth myself, does it all end? |