| 作曲 : Athera, Cyrus | |
| I ride the storm | |
| I've gotta be cool | |
| There's something wrong with me | |
| As I try to be everything | |
| Never should've left my mothers womb | |
| Step aside for the genocide | |
| I'm a lonley man who's mad | |
| I alone could erase the world | |
| There are precious lives at stake | |
| Moving fast in the dark of night | |
| I'm a hundred miles from home | |
| Stare into my black deep eyes and behold the coming past | |
| The coming. of all the monsters made up in my mind | |
| You better belive it | |
| The coming. | |
| Nothing remains except the clouded memories | |
| The coming past | |
| I'm sick, | |
| I'm drained | |
| I try to stay cool | |
| Like there's nothing wrong with me | |
| When I feel | |
| I can do anything | |
| It all just hits me right in the face | |
| Hiding from it all | |
| Wherever I step the ground beneath turns sour | |
| The coming. so | |
| I guess you've seen it all before | |
| But you better belive it | |
| The coming. | |
| Get away before the truth unfolds on you. | |
| I am a man about to burst | |
| Crawling, feeding off the ground | |
| Needing, craving, lust for blood | |
| Moaning, yelling, screamign, shouting | |
| Feeling nothing, couldn't care less | |
| I hate you | |
| I roam, I rule | |
| At least I think | |
| I do, so help me now | |
| If I ever had a chance | |
| I would go back and change it all | |
| Step aside for my genocide |
| zuo qu : Athera, Cyrus | |
| I ride the storm | |
| I' ve gotta be cool | |
| There' s something wrong with me | |
| As I try to be everything | |
| Never should' ve left my mothers womb | |
| Step aside for the genocide | |
| I' m a lonley man who' s mad | |
| I alone could erase the world | |
| There are precious lives at stake | |
| Moving fast in the dark of night | |
| I' m a hundred miles from home | |
| Stare into my black deep eyes and behold the coming past | |
| The coming. of all the monsters made up in my mind | |
| You better belive it | |
| The coming. | |
| Nothing remains except the clouded memories | |
| The coming past | |
| I' m sick, | |
| I' m drained | |
| I try to stay cool | |
| Like there' s nothing wrong with me | |
| When I feel | |
| I can do anything | |
| It all just hits me right in the face | |
| Hiding from it all | |
| Wherever I step the ground beneath turns sour | |
| The coming. so | |
| I guess you' ve seen it all before | |
| But you better belive it | |
| The coming. | |
| Get away before the truth unfolds on you. | |
| I am a man about to burst | |
| Crawling, feeding off the ground | |
| Needing, craving, lust for blood | |
| Moaning, yelling, screamign, shouting | |
| Feeling nothing, couldn' t care less | |
| I hate you | |
| I roam, I rule | |
| At least I think | |
| I do, so help me now | |
| If I ever had a chance | |
| I would go back and change it all | |
| Step aside for my genocide |
| zuò qǔ : Athera, Cyrus | |
| I ride the storm | |
| I' ve gotta be cool | |
| There' s something wrong with me | |
| As I try to be everything | |
| Never should' ve left my mothers womb | |
| Step aside for the genocide | |
| I' m a lonley man who' s mad | |
| I alone could erase the world | |
| There are precious lives at stake | |
| Moving fast in the dark of night | |
| I' m a hundred miles from home | |
| Stare into my black deep eyes and behold the coming past | |
| The coming. of all the monsters made up in my mind | |
| You better belive it | |
| The coming. | |
| Nothing remains except the clouded memories | |
| The coming past | |
| I' m sick, | |
| I' m drained | |
| I try to stay cool | |
| Like there' s nothing wrong with me | |
| When I feel | |
| I can do anything | |
| It all just hits me right in the face | |
| Hiding from it all | |
| Wherever I step the ground beneath turns sour | |
| The coming. so | |
| I guess you' ve seen it all before | |
| But you better belive it | |
| The coming. | |
| Get away before the truth unfolds on you. | |
| I am a man about to burst | |
| Crawling, feeding off the ground | |
| Needing, craving, lust for blood | |
| Moaning, yelling, screamign, shouting | |
| Feeling nothing, couldn' t care less | |
| I hate you | |
| I roam, I rule | |
| At least I think | |
| I do, so help me now | |
| If I ever had a chance | |
| I would go back and change it all | |
| Step aside for my genocide |
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