| Song | Morgue of Centuries |
| Artist | Disarmonia Mundi |
| Album | Fragments of D-Generation |
| 作曲 : Disarmonia Mundi | |
| Descent Towards a dead end | |
| Primeval substance | |
| Morphing blake angelic state | |
| Collecting' inside | |
| So near ravenous shine | |
| Damn clear foul mankind's | |
| Rushing' faster to an end | |
| Slash pale wings the core is torn | |
| Skin red beings the soul is gone | |
| Bliss the seeds of confusion | |
| While silent they observe | |
| This life | |
| Fallen' sins from my veins | |
| An army stands to free | |
| Swift mire | |
| Swollen sick from my hands | |
| Domain of history | |
| Ablaze The western sky red | |
| Over the wasteland | |
| Feathers falling' blake | |
| Digging' inside | |
| Your lunatic feeble mind | |
| A hysterical genocide | |
| Face the end of days | |
| Slash pale wings the core is torn | |
| Skin red beings the soul is gone | |
| Smash the white of these goddamn walls | |
| Uncontrolled | |
| Force the end of the rivalry | |
| Sanctified for a common fear | |
| Bliss the seeds of confusion | |
| While silent they observe | |
| Release my | |
| Wounded soul at the end | |
| Worst of you | |
| My desire in your eyes | |
| Free fall | |
| Resemble the unknown | |
| Oh well we're all fucked | |
| But silent still you watch | |
| Impassable eyes | |
| Null screams calling' for a dreaming' | |
| Sky may cry | |
| Bleeding' forevermore |
| zuò qǔ : Disarmonia Mundi | |
| Descent Towards a dead end | |
| Primeval substance | |
| Morphing blake angelic state | |
| Collecting' inside | |
| So near ravenous shine | |
| Damn clear foul mankind' s | |
| Rushing' faster to an end | |
| Slash pale wings the core is torn | |
| Skin red beings the soul is gone | |
| Bliss the seeds of confusion | |
| While silent they observe | |
| This life | |
| Fallen' sins from my veins | |
| An army stands to free | |
| Swift mire | |
| Swollen sick from my hands | |
| Domain of history | |
| Ablaze The western sky red | |
| Over the wasteland | |
| Feathers falling' blake | |
| Digging' inside | |
| Your lunatic feeble mind | |
| A hysterical genocide | |
| Face the end of days | |
| Slash pale wings the core is torn | |
| Skin red beings the soul is gone | |
| Smash the white of these goddamn walls | |
| Uncontrolled | |
| Force the end of the rivalry | |
| Sanctified for a common fear | |
| Bliss the seeds of confusion | |
| While silent they observe | |
| Release my | |
| Wounded soul at the end | |
| Worst of you | |
| My desire in your eyes | |
| Free fall | |
| Resemble the unknown | |
| Oh well we' re all fucked | |
| But silent still you watch | |
| Impassable eyes | |
| Null screams calling' for a dreaming' | |
| Sky may cry | |
| Bleeding' forevermore |