| Song | Opera Carne |
| Artist | Moonspell |
| Album | Alpha Noir |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Red meat is the inner shrine of our immortal soul | |
| The heart breaking out illusions of innocent blood | |
| Desire is pain | |
| Eating away the worm in the brain | |
| Our flesh burns in mysterious ways | |
| Gray matter is the unholy clay of our address on Earth | |
| Frontiers are coming down between body and the soul | |
| Abrasive, insane | |
| Putting away the spark in the brain | |
| Our flesh works in mysterious ways | |
| Our flesh burns in mysterious ways. |