Like maggots, they breed with headlines, dining the wounds in breathless cadavers. 像蛆，他们以头条繁殖，就餐的伤口气喘吁吁的尸体。

Mirror blind and aimed for gold, Now watch a terror turn on its own. 镜子盲目标为黄金，现在看恐怖轮到自身。

They race and they race to the carcass rot to feed. 他们的比赛，他们比赛的腐烂尸体为食。

And just past decay, this design delivers life, but they prefer to play cancer. 而刚刚过去的衰减，这样的设计提供了生活，但他们喜欢玩的癌症。

In chase for the sky, towers uprise. In fear, the earth quakes for what's forgot. 在追逐天空，登高塔。在恐惧中，地球地震什么的忘了。

They cut like the butchers with pride as their cleavers, as the tide prowls their shores. 他们切断喜欢与骄傲，他们的切肉刀的屠夫，如潮水巡游的岸边。

They never listened when we screamed, "Wash the blood from your hands! 他们从来不听的时候，我们尖叫着， “从你的手洗血！

Rip off the veils! Wash the blood from your hands and run, see what you forgot!" 撕掉面纱！从你手中洗血和运行，看看你忘了！ “

Then the clouds met the sands as the cyclones began. 那么云会见砂作为气旋开始。

In epic charge rose the hordes, all branches and thorns. 在史诗般的费用上涨了一大群，所有的树枝和荆棘。

As the stone from their walls broke legs as they crawled, 从他们的墙壁石头打破了腿，他们爬，

The stars had no mercy, they screamed for blood in their fall. 星星没有怜悯，他们尖叫着血液在他们跌倒。

Six eyes pierce the night and now... 六只眼睛刺穿黑夜，现在...

24 teeth in each of the 3 makes 72 white knives your new ending. 在每3个24齿，使72白刀子新的结局。

With every slaughter bring your kingdom home. 每出栏把你的王国的家。

How are we deserving this pain we are feeling? 我们如何值得这样的痛苦，我们都感觉？

How are we deserving this pain with healing? 我们如何值得这种疼痛与治疗？

And on trails these symphonies of agony... 并在步道的痛苦，这些交响乐......

Cant you see? We're still demanding self-pity. 不能，你看到了什么？我们仍然在要求苛刻的自怜。

Look to the moves of the things surrounding. 看向周围事物的举动。

We're the only ones, the only ones who keep from growing. 我们是唯一的，唯一的谁保持距离越来越大。

One day the reaping will return, and we'll be butchers no more. 有一天，收割要回来，我们会屠夫没了。

Bring this slaughter home, and send everything above. 把这个家宰，高于发送的一切。