| 歌曲 | God Awful Truth |
| 歌手 | Fear Before the March of Flames |
| 专辑 | Art Damage |
| The devil plays hits where you’d least expect | |
| Its cold and dark when you’re buried alive | |
| See how it feels marching into the flames. | |
| Its warm and bright when you’re burning alive | |
| The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here | |
| Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you. | |
| That’s what the rats call eternity | |
| All in before you. | |
| No one watches anyway. | |
| No one watches anyway. | |
| Oh shit man who am | |
| I to think | |
| I won’t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
| Oh shit man who am | |
| I to think | |
| I won’t be here waiting in a line for hell with you? | |
| Voices distorted. | |
| Specks of grey | |
| Good looks converted. | |
| Specks of grey | |
| Voices distorted, good looks converted. | |
| Specks of grey. | |
| Specks of black and white | |
| Oh shit man who am | |
| I to think | |
| I won’t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
| Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here. | |
| Lost in a cast of millions | |
| Fall in line |
| The devil plays hits where you' d least expect | |
| Its cold and dark when you' re buried alive | |
| See how it feels marching into the flames. | |
| Its warm and bright when you' re burning alive | |
| The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here | |
| Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you. | |
| That' s what the rats call eternity | |
| All in before you. | |
| No one watches anyway. | |
| No one watches anyway. | |
| Oh shit man who am | |
| I to think | |
| I won' t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
| Oh shit man who am | |
| I to think | |
| I won' t be here waiting in a line for hell with you? | |
| Voices distorted. | |
| Specks of grey | |
| Good looks converted. | |
| Specks of grey | |
| Voices distorted, good looks converted. | |
| Specks of grey. | |
| Specks of black and white | |
| Oh shit man who am | |
| I to think | |
| I won' t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
| Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here. | |
| Lost in a cast of millions | |
| Fall in line |