| Song | Between Hell And A Heartbeat |
| Artist | Hatebreed |
| Album | Hatebreed |
| Deformed living hemorrhage knotted into flesh | |
| Betrayal lives within hosts | |
| Anchored in bones | |
| Surviving on secrets told | |
| All screams are but whispers | |
| In the realm of the barely living | |
| Unravelled in the arms that carried | |
| If it’s still worth loving it’s still worth letting go | |
| One last nail | |
| In the coffin of all your trust | |
| Where there once was love now lives total disgust | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat | |
| Sometimes the unforeseeable | |
| Is what our lives become | |
| And now matter how strong and spirited we are | |
| Some hold the weights of the harm done | |
| One last nail | |
| In the coffin of all your trust | |
| Where there once was love now lives total disgust | |
| Deprived | |
| Undreamed of | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat | |
| Grey skies rain down a hail of black | |
| Put your eat to my chest and hear nothing | |
| This is oblivion | |
| Absence is heard with clarity | |
| Just hope that it’s all a dream | |
| Stagnation of the all being | |
| We cease to be | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat |
| Deformed living hemorrhage knotted into flesh | |
| Betrayal lives within hosts | |
| Anchored in bones | |
| Surviving on secrets told | |
| All screams are but whispers | |
| In the realm of the barely living | |
| Unravelled in the arms that carried | |
| If it' s still worth loving it' s still worth letting go | |
| One last nail | |
| In the coffin of all your trust | |
| Where there once was love now lives total disgust | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat | |
| Sometimes the unforeseeable | |
| Is what our lives become | |
| And now matter how strong and spirited we are | |
| Some hold the weights of the harm done | |
| One last nail | |
| In the coffin of all your trust | |
| Where there once was love now lives total disgust | |
| Deprived | |
| Undreamed of | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat | |
| Grey skies rain down a hail of black | |
| Put your eat to my chest and hear nothing | |
| This is oblivion | |
| Absence is heard with clarity | |
| Just hope that it' s all a dream | |
| Stagnation of the all being | |
| We cease to be | |
| Somewhere between hell and a heartbeat |