| Song | Hell on the Rise |
| Artist | Maylene and the Sons of Disaster |
| Album | Maylene and the Sons of Disaster |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cornutt, Mosley, Taylor ... | |
| Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show | |
| With track marks, painting such a pretty blue | |
| Last one in line for the healing of woes | |
| I can see the faces looking pretty grim | |
| Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within | |
| Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
| There's no shadows that sight hell that's on the horizon faces looking pretty grim | |
| Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
| Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
| Your children yearning for their disease | |
| Give us that potion to make everything right | |
| Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
| Give us that potion to make everything right | |
| Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
| You want the pack, we're blazing through | |
| Run for the hills, run for the hills, the south's gonna take you | |
| Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
| Your children yearning for their disease | |
| Smoke liftin, my mark, on the street | |
| Hell's comin, watch the followers meet |
| zuo qu : Cornutt, Mosley, Taylor ... | |
| Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show | |
| With track marks, painting such a pretty blue | |
| Last one in line for the healing of woes | |
| I can see the faces looking pretty grim | |
| Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within | |
| Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
| There' s no shadows that sight hell that' s on the horizon faces looking pretty grim | |
| Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
| Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
| Your children yearning for their disease | |
| Give us that potion to make everything right | |
| Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
| Give us that potion to make everything right | |
| Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
| You want the pack, we' re blazing through | |
| Run for the hills, run for the hills, the south' s gonna take you | |
| Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
| Your children yearning for their disease | |
| Smoke liftin, my mark, on the street | |
| Hell' s comin, watch the followers meet |
| zuò qǔ : Cornutt, Mosley, Taylor ... | |
| Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show | |
| With track marks, painting such a pretty blue | |
| Last one in line for the healing of woes | |
| I can see the faces looking pretty grim | |
| Ambience foretold and now this stone is caving from within | |
| Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
| There' s no shadows that sight hell that' s on the horizon faces looking pretty grim | |
| Our simplicity, lost or whatever the cost, you better start running | |
| Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
| Your children yearning for their disease | |
| Give us that potion to make everything right | |
| Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
| Give us that potion to make everything right | |
| Feel the healing spiking my veins tonight | |
| You want the pack, we' re blazing through | |
| Run for the hills, run for the hills, the south' s gonna take you | |
| Whores with halos, wishing for wings | |
| Your children yearning for their disease | |
| Smoke liftin, my mark, on the street | |
| Hell' s comin, watch the followers meet |