| Song | Apocalypse (Detroit 1976) |
| Artist | Yes |
| Album | The Word Is Live |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 标题:Apocalypse | |
| 艺术家:Septic Flesh | |
| Bring us the end. | |
| Harvest the crops of Men. | |
| Horrid winds are blowing today. Hear them! | |
| Its is the wrath of Cain. | |
| Bringer of plagues and disease. | |
| Doom leads your hand | |
| Writing the Apocalypse | |
| A Gods that wants to die | |
| A tragic kind of killer | |
| Lunatic, fanatic | |
| your self's greatest deceiver. | |
| Sulphur rain. | |
| You'll know the secrets of Hell. | |
| Your leaders... revealed. | |
| Shadows cover the naked kings. | |
| Bringer of plagues and disease. | |
| Doom leads your hand | |
| Writing the Apocalypse | |
| A Gods that wants to die | |
| A tragic kind of killer | |
| Lunatic, fanatic | |
| your self's greatest deceiver. | |
| GOD WANTS TO DIE! | |
| You can turn Paradise into a wasteland. | |
| It is your greatest design. | |
| As tyrant, you demand nature's powers to obey. | |
| From suicidal wrath no one will escape... |
| biao ti: Apocalypse | |
| yi shu jia: Septic Flesh | |
| Bring us the end. | |
| Harvest the crops of Men. | |
| Horrid winds are blowing today. Hear them! | |
| Its is the wrath of Cain. | |
| Bringer of plagues and disease. | |
| Doom leads your hand | |
| Writing the Apocalypse | |
| A Gods that wants to die | |
| A tragic kind of killer | |
| Lunatic, fanatic | |
| your self' s greatest deceiver. | |
| Sulphur rain. | |
| You' ll know the secrets of Hell. | |
| Your leaders... revealed. | |
| Shadows cover the naked kings. | |
| Bringer of plagues and disease. | |
| Doom leads your hand | |
| Writing the Apocalypse | |
| A Gods that wants to die | |
| A tragic kind of killer | |
| Lunatic, fanatic | |
| your self' s greatest deceiver. | |
| GOD WANTS TO DIE! | |
| You can turn Paradise into a wasteland. | |
| It is your greatest design. | |
| As tyrant, you demand nature' s powers to obey. | |
| From suicidal wrath no one will escape... |
| biāo tí: Apocalypse | |
| yì shù jiā: Septic Flesh | |
| Bring us the end. | |
| Harvest the crops of Men. | |
| Horrid winds are blowing today. Hear them! | |
| Its is the wrath of Cain. | |
| Bringer of plagues and disease. | |
| Doom leads your hand | |
| Writing the Apocalypse | |
| A Gods that wants to die | |
| A tragic kind of killer | |
| Lunatic, fanatic | |
| your self' s greatest deceiver. | |
| Sulphur rain. | |
| You' ll know the secrets of Hell. | |
| Your leaders... revealed. | |
| Shadows cover the naked kings. | |
| Bringer of plagues and disease. | |
| Doom leads your hand | |
| Writing the Apocalypse | |
| A Gods that wants to die | |
| A tragic kind of killer | |
| Lunatic, fanatic | |
| your self' s greatest deceiver. | |
| GOD WANTS TO DIE! | |
| You can turn Paradise into a wasteland. | |
| It is your greatest design. | |
| As tyrant, you demand nature' s powers to obey. | |
| From suicidal wrath no one will escape... |