| Song | The Plague |
| Artist | BADLAMB |
| Album | The Plague |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Stanley | |
| 作曲 : Stanley | |
| A dehydrated, crucified and derelict | |
| Breathless cries and a ceaseless | |
| ringing of the void | |
| Homicide in legal | |
| You thought it was a kind of story | |
| It is not visible, but it's always been here | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| You can smell it | |
| when the walls start cracking | |
| the smell of the terrible death | |
| that you never know its source | |
| Homicide in legal | |
| You thought it was a kind of story | |
| It is not visible, but it's always been here | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| Just leave me alone to die | |
| Bury me by the time and dust | |
| we're losing our last chance | |
| to be saved from each other | |
| we're all connected | |
| Why do we always suffer | |
| and become helpless? | |
| 'cause someone wants to tie us together | |
| Reflections of the voices | |
| from the desperate voiceless | |
| and no one cares about their suffring |
| zuo ci : Stanley | |
| zuo qu : Stanley | |
| A dehydrated, crucified and derelict | |
| Breathless cries and a ceaseless | |
| ringing of the void | |
| Homicide in legal | |
| You thought it was a kind of story | |
| It is not visible, but it' s always been here | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| You can smell it | |
| when the walls start cracking | |
| the smell of the terrible death | |
| that you never know its source | |
| Homicide in legal | |
| You thought it was a kind of story | |
| It is not visible, but it' s always been here | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| Just leave me alone to die | |
| Bury me by the time and dust | |
| we' re losing our last chance | |
| to be saved from each other | |
| we' re all connected | |
| Why do we always suffer | |
| and become helpless? | |
| ' cause someone wants to tie us together | |
| Reflections of the voices | |
| from the desperate voiceless | |
| and no one cares about their suffring |
| zuò cí : Stanley | |
| zuò qǔ : Stanley | |
| A dehydrated, crucified and derelict | |
| Breathless cries and a ceaseless | |
| ringing of the void | |
| Homicide in legal | |
| You thought it was a kind of story | |
| It is not visible, but it' s always been here | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| You can smell it | |
| when the walls start cracking | |
| the smell of the terrible death | |
| that you never know its source | |
| Homicide in legal | |
| You thought it was a kind of story | |
| It is not visible, but it' s always been here | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| Who led me to a lie | |
| Just leave me alone to die | |
| Bury me by the time and dust | |
| we' re losing our last chance | |
| to be saved from each other | |
| we' re all connected | |
| Why do we always suffer | |
| and become helpless? | |
| ' cause someone wants to tie us together | |
| Reflections of the voices | |
| from the desperate voiceless | |
| and no one cares about their suffring |