| Song | Horrorscope |
| Artist | Overkill |
| Album | Wrecking Your Neck [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
| Critical moments pass as doctrines of fools will last | |
| I am just trying to cope into my horrorscope | |
| Through eyes and ears they bleed | |
| Reciting their | |
| Holy creed | |
| Heeding but one request | |
| The future is put to rest | |
| Bless me in darkened days | |
| Down to my knees | |
| I prayI am just trying to cope | |
| Within this horrorscope | |
| In the wake of all frustration | |
| I begin to loose control | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Bombs burst in the air | |
| Burned in the fields of fire | |
| Standing in the middle of nowhere | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Baptized in fields of fire | |
| Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| This is your horrorscope | |
| Words laced with blasphemy | |
| Drip with sincerity | |
| Falling into the plan like sacrificial lambs | |
| Hearing the words and said | |
| Rings like a nail to the head | |
| Now I can see the stars | |
| I know we have gone too far | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Bombs burst in the air | |
| Baptized in fields of fire | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| So when all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| The change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| This is your horrorscope |
| zuo ci : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
| Critical moments pass as doctrines of fools will last | |
| I am just trying to cope into my horrorscope | |
| Through eyes and ears they bleed | |
| Reciting their | |
| Holy creed | |
| Heeding but one request | |
| The future is put to rest | |
| Bless me in darkened days | |
| Down to my knees | |
| I prayI am just trying to cope | |
| Within this horrorscope | |
| In the wake of all frustration | |
| I begin to loose control | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Bombs burst in the air | |
| Burned in the fields of fire | |
| Standing in the middle of nowhere | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Baptized in fields of fire | |
| Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| This is your horrorscope | |
| Words laced with blasphemy | |
| Drip with sincerity | |
| Falling into the plan like sacrificial lambs | |
| Hearing the words and said | |
| Rings like a nail to the head | |
| Now I can see the stars | |
| I know we have gone too far | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Bombs burst in the air | |
| Baptized in fields of fire | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| So when all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| The change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| This is your horrorscope |
| zuò cí : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
| Critical moments pass as doctrines of fools will last | |
| I am just trying to cope into my horrorscope | |
| Through eyes and ears they bleed | |
| Reciting their | |
| Holy creed | |
| Heeding but one request | |
| The future is put to rest | |
| Bless me in darkened days | |
| Down to my knees | |
| I prayI am just trying to cope | |
| Within this horrorscope | |
| In the wake of all frustration | |
| I begin to loose control | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Bombs burst in the air | |
| Burned in the fields of fire | |
| Standing in the middle of nowhere | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Baptized in fields of fire | |
| Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| This is your horrorscope | |
| Words laced with blasphemy | |
| Drip with sincerity | |
| Falling into the plan like sacrificial lambs | |
| Hearing the words and said | |
| Rings like a nail to the head | |
| Now I can see the stars | |
| I know we have gone too far | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Bombs burst in the air | |
| Baptized in fields of fire | |
| Watched as the weapons fired | |
| Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| So when all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| The change in here an' the future clear | |
| I can feel it coming | |
| So full of hate, its geting late | |
| Yeah, I know its coming | |
| When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
| Yeah, the wind is turning | |
| This is your horrorscope |