| Song | The Demon Of The Mire |
| Artist | The Vision Bleak |
| Album | The Wolves Go Hunt Their Prey |
| 作曲 : Vision Bleak | |
| In the murk of the firs and depth of the ponds a nameless horror did swell | |
| From whence it came and whither it shall go not the wisest man could tell | |
| Just one shuttered light through the darkness shines a lonesome hut at the fetid moor... | |
| It is filled with fright and with hopeless whines from a boy, young and pure | |
| Wind howls - evil prowls at the chamber door | |
| Fog rolls - dead souls in the dark galore | |
| Wood crack - pitch black at the chamber door | |
| Swamps brew - clouds spew in the dark galore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| The boy it did consume, forever he will dwell in the malice of his doom... | |
| Wind howls - evil prowls at the chamber door | |
| Fog rolls - dead souls in the dark galore | |
| Wood crack - pitch black at the chamber door | |
| Swamps brew - clouds spew in the dark galore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore |
| zuò qǔ : Vision Bleak | |
| In the murk of the firs and depth of the ponds a nameless horror did swell | |
| From whence it came and whither it shall go not the wisest man could tell | |
| Just one shuttered light through the darkness shines a lonesome hut at the fetid moor... | |
| It is filled with fright and with hopeless whines from a boy, young and pure | |
| Wind howls evil prowls at the chamber door | |
| Fog rolls dead souls in the dark galore | |
| Wood crack pitch black at the chamber door | |
| Swamps brew clouds spew in the dark galore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| The boy it did consume, forever he will dwell in the malice of his doom... | |
| Wind howls evil prowls at the chamber door | |
| Fog rolls dead souls in the dark galore | |
| Wood crack pitch black at the chamber door | |
| Swamps brew clouds spew in the dark galore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
| It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore |