| Song | Parasites |
| Artist | Solar Fake |
| Album | Frontiers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Parasites | |
| No faith, no calm, no chase, no fission bomb | |
| No breath, no taste, no meds, no human waste | |
| No time to die, no sign to tag the lie | |
| No breaks, no bounds, no space to run aground | |
| We’re not blind | |
| No aim, no fear, no need to interfere | |
| No sex, no drugs, no clue how to fix the bugs | |
| The faults are repeating, we crossed the line | |
| Are we just competing against the humankind | |
| The thoughts we’re defeating are redefined | |
| And if we’re deleted by parasites, well, we don’t give a **** | |
| No tasks, no blame, no charge, no hall of fame | |
| No hell, no bucks, no bed, no sleep, it sucks | |
| No sense, no life, no omen we could survive | |
| No blood, no grief, no cure for the strong belief |
| Parasites | |
| No faith, no calm, no chase, no fission bomb | |
| No breath, no taste, no meds, no human waste | |
| No time to die, no sign to tag the lie | |
| No breaks, no bounds, no space to run aground | |
| We' re not blind | |
| No aim, no fear, no need to interfere | |
| No sex, no drugs, no clue how to fix the bugs | |
| The faults are repeating, we crossed the line | |
| Are we just competing against the humankind | |
| The thoughts we' re defeating are redefined | |
| And if we' re deleted by parasites, well, we don' t give a | |
| No tasks, no blame, no charge, no hall of fame | |
| No hell, no bucks, no bed, no sleep, it sucks | |
| No sense, no life, no omen we could survive | |
| No blood, no grief, no cure for the strong belief |
| Parasites | |
| No faith, no calm, no chase, no fission bomb | |
| No breath, no taste, no meds, no human waste | |
| No time to die, no sign to tag the lie | |
| No breaks, no bounds, no space to run aground | |
| We' re not blind | |
| No aim, no fear, no need to interfere | |
| No sex, no drugs, no clue how to fix the bugs | |
| The faults are repeating, we crossed the line | |
| Are we just competing against the humankind | |
| The thoughts we' re defeating are redefined | |
| And if we' re deleted by parasites, well, we don' t give a | |
| No tasks, no blame, no charge, no hall of fame | |
| No hell, no bucks, no bed, no sleep, it sucks | |
| No sense, no life, no omen we could survive | |
| No blood, no grief, no cure for the strong belief |