| 作曲 : Hvall | |
| There is a primal instinct that can not be tamed | |
| There is a destructive power that can not be named | |
| I wallow in my filth and treasure the stains | |
| Branded by the blood in my veins | |
| Hate and rage | |
| Will not be buried in time | |
| Death is certain | |
| So is the wrath of mine | |
| There is a primal instinct that can not be tamed | |
| There is a destructive power that can not be named | |
| An everlasting hatred | |
| That can not be reduced or taken away | |
| There are no limits for its desire | |
| The wrath sustain | |
| Scavengers, luders and fools | |
| My inspiration and my tools | |
| Without these empty souls | |
| My wrath would not unfold |
| zuo qu : Hvall | |
| There is a primal instinct that can not be tamed | |
| There is a destructive power that can not be named | |
| I wallow in my filth and treasure the stains | |
| Branded by the blood in my veins | |
| Hate and rage | |
| Will not be buried in time | |
| Death is certain | |
| So is the wrath of mine | |
| There is a primal instinct that can not be tamed | |
| There is a destructive power that can not be named | |
| An everlasting hatred | |
| That can not be reduced or taken away | |
| There are no limits for its desire | |
| The wrath sustain | |
| Scavengers, luders and fools | |
| My inspiration and my tools | |
| Without these empty souls | |
| My wrath would not unfold |
| zuò qǔ : Hvall | |
| There is a primal instinct that can not be tamed | |
| There is a destructive power that can not be named | |
| I wallow in my filth and treasure the stains | |
| Branded by the blood in my veins | |
| Hate and rage | |
| Will not be buried in time | |
| Death is certain | |
| So is the wrath of mine | |
| There is a primal instinct that can not be tamed | |
| There is a destructive power that can not be named | |
| An everlasting hatred | |
| That can not be reduced or taken away | |
| There are no limits for its desire | |
| The wrath sustain | |
| Scavengers, luders and fools | |
| My inspiration and my tools | |
| Without these empty souls | |
| My wrath would not unfold |