| Song | Chains (Revolving) |
| Artist | Riot |
| Album | Through the Storm |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : DiMeo, Reale | |
| I remember sudden distant sound | |
| Guilt and leverage mark my way | |
| I try to take myself a thousand steps from here | |
| Somewhere something makes me stay | |
| I recall a broken spirit traveling down the road | |
| Never more his images have burned upon the floor, floor, floor | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line, a simple man hands upon his stone | |
| Spin his wheel for a dime | |
| He sheds a tear of two and covers up his soul | |
| He did not ever speak his mind | |
| Rattle on, the masters keep him like a frightened dog | |
| Battle scars, the fortune of his heart will kill us all, all, all | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line, oh you feel like there`s nowhere at all | |
| You feel you`re alone at the door | |
| It`s alright you`ll see, yeah | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line | |
| Oh yeah, let it out, let it out |
| zuo ci : DiMeo, Reale | |
| I remember sudden distant sound | |
| Guilt and leverage mark my way | |
| I try to take myself a thousand steps from here | |
| Somewhere something makes me stay | |
| I recall a broken spirit traveling down the road | |
| Never more his images have burned upon the floor, floor, floor | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line, a simple man hands upon his stone | |
| Spin his wheel for a dime | |
| He sheds a tear of two and covers up his soul | |
| He did not ever speak his mind | |
| Rattle on, the masters keep him like a frightened dog | |
| Battle scars, the fortune of his heart will kill us all, all, all | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line, oh you feel like there s nowhere at all | |
| You feel you re alone at the door | |
| It s alright you ll see, yeah | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line | |
| Oh yeah, let it out, let it out |
| zuò cí : DiMeo, Reale | |
| I remember sudden distant sound | |
| Guilt and leverage mark my way | |
| I try to take myself a thousand steps from here | |
| Somewhere something makes me stay | |
| I recall a broken spirit traveling down the road | |
| Never more his images have burned upon the floor, floor, floor | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line, a simple man hands upon his stone | |
| Spin his wheel for a dime | |
| He sheds a tear of two and covers up his soul | |
| He did not ever speak his mind | |
| Rattle on, the masters keep him like a frightened dog | |
| Battle scars, the fortune of his heart will kill us all, all, all | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line, oh you feel like there s nowhere at all | |
| You feel you re alone at the door | |
| It s alright you ll see, yeah | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line | |
| Let it out, the chains revolving in my mind, fight on | |
| Tear it out, death is calling me this time | |
| Draw the line | |
| Oh yeah, let it out, let it out |