| 歌曲 | Twisted into Form |
| 歌手 | Forbidden |
| 专辑 | Twisted into Form |
| 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! |
| 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! |