| Song | Angelizer |
| Artist | Moonspell |
| Album | The Butterfly Effect |
| 作词 : Paixão, Ribiero | |
| The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time | |
| The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night | |
| Mouthless children are breastfed with their own words | |
| The essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones | |
| you will be paralyzed | |
| made to be believed | |
| broken inside to survive | |
| and to watch over me | |
| archangel- of no use and no form | |
| archangel- suffocating alone | |
| multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero | |
| the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero | |
| Heavenly levels on a full blast of pleasure but minimum pain | |
| Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again | |
| Mouthless children suffocate | |
| with their ancient words, | |
| their mud-dimensional world | |
| lactating from their shrinking bones | |
| you will be paralyzed | |
| the corrupted seed | |
| broken inside to survive | |
| I will laugh at all this | |
| archangel- with no use and no form | |
| archangel- suffocating with blood | |
| the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises | |
| his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise | |
| archangel- of no use and no form | |
| archangel- suffocating with words |
| zuò cí : Paix o, Ribiero | |
| The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time | |
| The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night | |
| Mouthless children are breastfed with their own words | |
| The essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones | |
| you will be paralyzed | |
| made to be believed | |
| broken inside to survive | |
| and to watch over me | |
| archangel of no use and no form | |
| archangel suffocating alone | |
| multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero | |
| the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero | |
| Heavenly levels on a full blast of pleasure but minimum pain | |
| Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again | |
| Mouthless children suffocate | |
| with their ancient words, | |
| their muddimensional world | |
| lactating from their shrinking bones | |
| you will be paralyzed | |
| the corrupted seed | |
| broken inside to survive | |
| I will laugh at all this | |
| archangel with no use and no form | |
| archangel suffocating with blood | |
| the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises | |
| his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise | |
| archangel of no use and no form | |
| archangel suffocating with words |