| Song | Break Out The Hammers |
| Artist | Hevein |
| Album | Sound Over Matter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hedström, Lilja | |
| What you know has never been questioned. | |
| You sit upon your throne, emptiness surrounded. | |
| There's something in the air, electriflying. | |
| Up rise, revolt and scorn. Break Out the Hammers! | |
| I've made my choice you make yours. | |
| This weapon has got a voice. | |
| Don't fence me in your walls are paper-thin. | |
| Your walls are paper. | |
| Falling like dominos, your back is broken. | |
| On my trophy wall, your skull's are token. | |
| The hunt is on, let's get ready to rumble. | |
| I've made my choice you make yours. | |
| This weapon has got a voice. | |
| Don't fence me in your walls are paper-thin. | |
| Your walls are paper. | |
| I see.. you breaking out of life. | |
| You've stepped into the light | |
| Your thoughts are clear tonight! |
| zuo qu : Hedstr m, Lilja | |
| What you know has never been questioned. | |
| You sit upon your throne, emptiness surrounded. | |
| There' s something in the air, electriflying. | |
| Up rise, revolt and scorn. Break Out the Hammers! | |
| I' ve made my choice you make yours. | |
| This weapon has got a voice. | |
| Don' t fence me in your walls are paperthin. | |
| Your walls are paper. | |
| Falling like dominos, your back is broken. | |
| On my trophy wall, your skull' s are token. | |
| The hunt is on, let' s get ready to rumble. | |
| I' ve made my choice you make yours. | |
| This weapon has got a voice. | |
| Don' t fence me in your walls are paperthin. | |
| Your walls are paper. | |
| I see.. you breaking out of life. | |
| You' ve stepped into the light | |
| Your thoughts are clear tonight! |
| zuò qǔ : Hedstr m, Lilja | |
| What you know has never been questioned. | |
| You sit upon your throne, emptiness surrounded. | |
| There' s something in the air, electriflying. | |
| Up rise, revolt and scorn. Break Out the Hammers! | |
| I' ve made my choice you make yours. | |
| This weapon has got a voice. | |
| Don' t fence me in your walls are paperthin. | |
| Your walls are paper. | |
| Falling like dominos, your back is broken. | |
| On my trophy wall, your skull' s are token. | |
| The hunt is on, let' s get ready to rumble. | |
| I' ve made my choice you make yours. | |
| This weapon has got a voice. | |
| Don' t fence me in your walls are paperthin. | |
| Your walls are paper. | |
| I see.. you breaking out of life. | |
| You' ve stepped into the light | |
| Your thoughts are clear tonight! |