| Song | Sinister Eyes |
| Artist | Running Wild |
| Album | Pile Of Skulls |
| 作词 : Kasparek | |
| A blue and blinding light | |
| Is devouring the dark | |
| Someone must be there, it's no fancy | |
| And no lark | |
| Footsteps trail my moves | |
| I turn around and no one's there | |
| Phantom hands that touch my back | |
| A pungent smell is in the air | |
| Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night | |
| Revealing the truth | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Deciphering the prophecy | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Warning of catastrophe | |
| Muddled hours are still lost, a weird | |
| Module at my neck | |
| Curious voice that talks to me | |
| Piercing eyes that hit my back | |
| A dream crawls through my sleep | |
| A small and grayskinned seer | |
| He talks about the universe, | |
| I fell I've known him for a hundred years | |
| Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night | |
| Revealing the truth | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Deciphering the prophecy | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Warning of catastrophe | |
| You wonder why there's no contact | |
| The man of science twists the truth | |
| Politicians telling lies, these | |
| Criminals have to lose 2000 years of blood and death, no | |
| Money will ever change the fate | |
| Army, church and government, can't | |
| You fell their scornful hate? | |
| Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night | |
| Revealing the truth | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Deciphering the prophecy | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Warning of catastrophe |
| zuò cí : Kasparek | |
| A blue and blinding light | |
| Is devouring the dark | |
| Someone must be there, it' s no fancy | |
| And no lark | |
| Footsteps trail my moves | |
| I turn around and no one' s there | |
| Phantom hands that touch my back | |
| A pungent smell is in the air | |
| Blackeyed visitors talk to me at night | |
| Revealing the truth | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Deciphering the prophecy | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Warning of catastrophe | |
| Muddled hours are still lost, a weird | |
| Module at my neck | |
| Curious voice that talks to me | |
| Piercing eyes that hit my back | |
| A dream crawls through my sleep | |
| A small and grayskinned seer | |
| He talks about the universe, | |
| I fell I' ve known him for a hundred years | |
| Blackeyed visitors talk to me at night | |
| Revealing the truth | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Deciphering the prophecy | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Warning of catastrophe | |
| You wonder why there' s no contact | |
| The man of science twists the truth | |
| Politicians telling lies, these | |
| Criminals have to lose 2000 years of blood and death, no | |
| Money will ever change the fate | |
| Army, church and government, can' t | |
| You fell their scornful hate? | |
| Blackeyed visitors talk to me at night | |
| Revealing the truth | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Deciphering the prophecy | |
| Sinister eyes | |
| Warning of catastrophe |