| Song | Soften Our Evil Hearts |
| Artist | Menace Ruine |
| Album | Venus Armata |
| Soften our evil hearts oh mother of kindness | |
| Smother the storms of those who hate us | |
| The cruelty of our hearts is the ominous danger | |
| Let us not harm one another | |
| Soften our evil hearts, | |
| Breathe your wisdom onto earth | |
| The human life-fire is blood | |
| Seven spires inside your heart, we won’t add another | |
| May love rule in the death of poison and dwell therein | |
| Hate is like the sharpness of dying | |
| Use our hearts as drums | |
| and rule over us with love | |
| Compunction will awaken the grave | |
| Ignite our souls with your warming light | |
| May wrath die in its false desire | |
| For in life and joy we shall strive | |
| We are all born in hunger | |
| And you offer your breast | |
| With impunity we rob you | |
| And make your heart bleed with boundless grief | |
| Allow faith to lighten our blindness | |
| Let us kiss your wounds | |
| and drink a pearl of wisdom therein |
| Soften our evil hearts oh mother of kindness | |
| Smother the storms of those who hate us | |
| The cruelty of our hearts is the ominous danger | |
| Let us not harm one another | |
| Soften our evil hearts, | |
| Breathe your wisdom onto earth | |
| The human lifefire is blood | |
| Seven spires inside your heart, we won' t add another | |
| May love rule in the death of poison and dwell therein | |
| Hate is like the sharpness of dying | |
| Use our hearts as drums | |
| and rule over us with love | |
| Compunction will awaken the grave | |
| Ignite our souls with your warming light | |
| May wrath die in its false desire | |
| For in life and joy we shall strive | |
| We are all born in hunger | |
| And you offer your breast | |
| With impunity we rob you | |
| And make your heart bleed with boundless grief | |
| Allow faith to lighten our blindness | |
| Let us kiss your wounds | |
| and drink a pearl of wisdom therein |