| Song | 21st Century Devil |
| Artist | Dodheimsgard |
| Album | Supervillain Outcast |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kvohst, Vicotnik | |
| It has come to swallow the sea | |
| It invades every being | |
| It has come to consume the city | |
| And it will complete me | |
| It will give us all the answers | |
| But tell us nothing | |
| It will dance on our dead bodies | |
| Because we are the willing victims | |
| It is myriad consciousness | |
| of all arthritic love | |
| It stole my laughter and joy | |
| When it drowned the world | |
| [chorus] | |
| It is the future of selling without looking | |
| The great cosmic riddle | |
| 21st century devil | |
| It is the hidden king | |
| Of unknown roads | |
| It is the scars of a jilted lover | |
| It relieves the believers | |
| With unmerciful magic | |
| It is not eternity | |
| It is not hope | |
| It is the hum | |
| It is the friction | |
| It is here | |
| It is there |
| zuo qu : Kvohst, Vicotnik | |
| It has come to swallow the sea | |
| It invades every being | |
| It has come to consume the city | |
| And it will complete me | |
| It will give us all the answers | |
| But tell us nothing | |
| It will dance on our dead bodies | |
| Because we are the willing victims | |
| It is myriad consciousness | |
| of all arthritic love | |
| It stole my laughter and joy | |
| When it drowned the world | |
| chorus | |
| It is the future of selling without looking | |
| The great cosmic riddle | |
| 21st century devil | |
| It is the hidden king | |
| Of unknown roads | |
| It is the scars of a jilted lover | |
| It relieves the believers | |
| With unmerciful magic | |
| It is not eternity | |
| It is not hope | |
| It is the hum | |
| It is the friction | |
| It is here | |
| It is there |
| zuò qǔ : Kvohst, Vicotnik | |
| It has come to swallow the sea | |
| It invades every being | |
| It has come to consume the city | |
| And it will complete me | |
| It will give us all the answers | |
| But tell us nothing | |
| It will dance on our dead bodies | |
| Because we are the willing victims | |
| It is myriad consciousness | |
| of all arthritic love | |
| It stole my laughter and joy | |
| When it drowned the world | |
| chorus | |
| It is the future of selling without looking | |
| The great cosmic riddle | |
| 21st century devil | |
| It is the hidden king | |
| Of unknown roads | |
| It is the scars of a jilted lover | |
| It relieves the believers | |
| With unmerciful magic | |
| It is not eternity | |
| It is not hope | |
| It is the hum | |
| It is the friction | |
| It is here | |
| It is there |