歌曲 | Twisted into Form |
歌手 | Forbidden |
专辑 | Twisted into Form |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bostaph, Calvert, Locicero | |
Ideals pounded, what's wrong is right | |
Churches founded, with heaven in sight | |
Do unto them as they tell you to! | |
How can the children believe this is true? | |
Burn our thoughts, they can change our minds | |
Hear pathetic lies | |
Put to end, all the empty cries | |
Now it's time for eye for | |
I Faith decided out of the womb | |
Slapped into life, and then slapped in your tomb | |
When will it end? | |
When will the lying stop? | |
Burn our thoughts, they can change our minds | |
Hear pathetic lies | |
Put to end all the empty cries | |
Now it's Eye for | |
I Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
[1st Lead: Tim] [2nd Lead: Craig] | Crushed in the palm of fate's hands! |
Eyes stare with empty, but evil glances | |
Children with nothing in mind but to breathe | |
Twist it to form - | |
Twisting to form - | |
Twisted to form - | |
Twist me to form then they - | |
Burn my thoughts, then they change my mind | |
Tell pathetic lies | |
Put to end all my empty cries | |
Now it's eye for | |
I Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
Crushed in the palm of fate's hands! | |
Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
Crushed in the palm of fate's hands! |
zuo qu : Bostaph, Calvert, Locicero | |
Ideals pounded, what' s wrong is right | |
Churches founded, with heaven in sight | |
Do unto them as they tell you to! | |
How can the children believe this is true? | |
Burn our thoughts, they can change our minds | |
Hear pathetic lies | |
Put to end, all the empty cries | |
Now it' s time for eye for | |
I Faith decided out of the womb | |
Slapped into life, and then slapped in your tomb | |
When will it end? | |
When will the lying stop? | |
Burn our thoughts, they can change our minds | |
Hear pathetic lies | |
Put to end all the empty cries | |
Now it' s Eye for | |
I Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
[1st Lead: Tim] [2nd Lead: Craig] | Crushed in the palm of fate' s hands! |
Eyes stare with empty, but evil glances | |
Children with nothing in mind but to breathe | |
Twist it to form | |
Twisting to form | |
Twisted to form | |
Twist me to form then they | |
Burn my thoughts, then they change my mind | |
Tell pathetic lies | |
Put to end all my empty cries | |
Now it' s eye for | |
I Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
Crushed in the palm of fate' s hands! | |
Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
Crushed in the palm of fate' s hands! |
zuò qǔ : Bostaph, Calvert, Locicero | |
Ideals pounded, what' s wrong is right | |
Churches founded, with heaven in sight | |
Do unto them as they tell you to! | |
How can the children believe this is true? | |
Burn our thoughts, they can change our minds | |
Hear pathetic lies | |
Put to end, all the empty cries | |
Now it' s time for eye for | |
I Faith decided out of the womb | |
Slapped into life, and then slapped in your tomb | |
When will it end? | |
When will the lying stop? | |
Burn our thoughts, they can change our minds | |
Hear pathetic lies | |
Put to end all the empty cries | |
Now it' s Eye for | |
I Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
[1st Lead: Tim] [2nd Lead: Craig] | Crushed in the palm of fate' s hands! |
Eyes stare with empty, but evil glances | |
Children with nothing in mind but to breathe | |
Twist it to form | |
Twisting to form | |
Twisted to form | |
Twist me to form then they | |
Burn my thoughts, then they change my mind | |
Tell pathetic lies | |
Put to end all my empty cries | |
Now it' s eye for | |
I Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
Crushed in the palm of fate' s hands! | |
Hate! Churning your face, consumed by fear | |
Unreal illusion of a perfect world | |
Twist into form, the true abyss | |
Crushed in the palm of fate' s hands! |