| 歌曲 | Forced to Fear |
| 歌手 | Napalm Death |
| 专辑 | Order of the Leech |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Embury | |
| Scars dig deep they bleed seeds | |
| Within wounds | |
| I feedThe pools of life drain fast | |
| To quench my anger | |
| Selfish, isolating, persecution | |
| Conquered nothing | |
| Reckless, stupidity, hereditary | |
| Achievement stunted | |
| Forced to fear, forced to fear, forced to fear | |
| Thoughts cut hard, they burn numb | |
| Perhaps all is done? | |
| Has a piece of me been carved | |
| To feed my hunger? | |
| Selfish, isolating, persecution | |
| Conquered nothing | |
| Reckless, stupidity, hereditary | |
| Achievement stunted | |
| Got to crack the mold before it sets | |
| Escapist passion seems to be | |
| The only way | |
| I really feel | |
| The social lair that we infest | |
| Is pushing me towards the edge | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| For the first time in my life | |
| Reached inside my heart | |
| Took what's pure and turned it sour | |
| Course lines map my fear | |
| The roots are soulless draining tears | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| For the first time in my life | |
| The course is clear in what | |
| I fearAn epitaph of apathy | |
| Scavengers to the carnage | |
| The scars remain but putrefy | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Predators sense the weakness | |
| Swarm like flies to pick my bones | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear |
| zuo ci : Embury | |
| Scars dig deep they bleed seeds | |
| Within wounds | |
| I feedThe pools of life drain fast | |
| To quench my anger | |
| Selfish, isolating, persecution | |
| Conquered nothing | |
| Reckless, stupidity, hereditary | |
| Achievement stunted | |
| Forced to fear, forced to fear, forced to fear | |
| Thoughts cut hard, they burn numb | |
| Perhaps all is done? | |
| Has a piece of me been carved | |
| To feed my hunger? | |
| Selfish, isolating, persecution | |
| Conquered nothing | |
| Reckless, stupidity, hereditary | |
| Achievement stunted | |
| Got to crack the mold before it sets | |
| Escapist passion seems to be | |
| The only way | |
| I really feel | |
| The social lair that we infest | |
| Is pushing me towards the edge | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| For the first time in my life | |
| Reached inside my heart | |
| Took what' s pure and turned it sour | |
| Course lines map my fear | |
| The roots are soulless draining tears | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| For the first time in my life | |
| The course is clear in what | |
| I fearAn epitaph of apathy | |
| Scavengers to the carnage | |
| The scars remain but putrefy | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Predators sense the weakness | |
| Swarm like flies to pick my bones | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear |
| zuò cí : Embury | |
| Scars dig deep they bleed seeds | |
| Within wounds | |
| I feedThe pools of life drain fast | |
| To quench my anger | |
| Selfish, isolating, persecution | |
| Conquered nothing | |
| Reckless, stupidity, hereditary | |
| Achievement stunted | |
| Forced to fear, forced to fear, forced to fear | |
| Thoughts cut hard, they burn numb | |
| Perhaps all is done? | |
| Has a piece of me been carved | |
| To feed my hunger? | |
| Selfish, isolating, persecution | |
| Conquered nothing | |
| Reckless, stupidity, hereditary | |
| Achievement stunted | |
| Got to crack the mold before it sets | |
| Escapist passion seems to be | |
| The only way | |
| I really feel | |
| The social lair that we infest | |
| Is pushing me towards the edge | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| For the first time in my life | |
| Reached inside my heart | |
| Took what' s pure and turned it sour | |
| Course lines map my fear | |
| The roots are soulless draining tears | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| For the first time in my life | |
| The course is clear in what | |
| I fearAn epitaph of apathy | |
| Scavengers to the carnage | |
| The scars remain but putrefy | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Predators sense the weakness | |
| Swarm like flies to pick my bones | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Caught in rage, caught in rage | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear | |
| Forced to fear the force of fear |