| Song | Versus |
| Artist | Moonspell |
| Album | Alpha Noir |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh, | |
| Smashing the bone | |
| I am thinking hailstones shot to the head, | |
| Making the giant fall | |
| I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan, | |
| I know it's wrong | |
| I am hearing lies, the lies of man: | |
| They’re written in the stars above! | |
| So crawl back to your hole! | |
| Wait for thy kingdom come | |
| So crawl back to your hole! | |
| Tonight no one will come | |
| The fire can't tame us | |
| We're not making peace | |
| And haters can't break us | |
| We're growing fierce | |
| In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me | |
| In the end of times, the thrill of the flight | |
| I am here to take your life | |
| I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin | |
| Enter the poison! | |
| I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart | |
| All men are mortal | |
| I am biting the apple, the rotten core | |
| The worm wants more | |
| I am healing the blind, the book of the dead | |
| Be prepared to meet your end! |
| I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh, | |
| Smashing the bone | |
| I am thinking hailstones shot to the head, | |
| Making the giant fall | |
| I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan, | |
| I know it' s wrong | |
| I am hearing lies, the lies of man: | |
| They' re written in the stars above! | |
| So crawl back to your hole! | |
| Wait for thy kingdom come | |
| So crawl back to your hole! | |
| Tonight no one will come | |
| The fire can' t tame us | |
| We' re not making peace | |
| And haters can' t break us | |
| We' re growing fierce | |
| In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me | |
| In the end of times, the thrill of the flight | |
| I am here to take your life | |
| I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin | |
| Enter the poison! | |
| I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart | |
| All men are mortal | |
| I am biting the apple, the rotten core | |
| The worm wants more | |
| I am healing the blind, the book of the dead | |
| Be prepared to meet your end! |
| I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh, | |
| Smashing the bone | |
| I am thinking hailstones shot to the head, | |
| Making the giant fall | |
| I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan, | |
| I know it' s wrong | |
| I am hearing lies, the lies of man: | |
| They' re written in the stars above! | |
| So crawl back to your hole! | |
| Wait for thy kingdom come | |
| So crawl back to your hole! | |
| Tonight no one will come | |
| The fire can' t tame us | |
| We' re not making peace | |
| And haters can' t break us | |
| We' re growing fierce | |
| In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me | |
| In the end of times, the thrill of the flight | |
| I am here to take your life | |
| I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin | |
| Enter the poison! | |
| I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart | |
| All men are mortal | |
| I am biting the apple, the rotten core | |
| The worm wants more | |
| I am healing the blind, the book of the dead | |
| Be prepared to meet your end! |