| Song | The Turin Cloud |
| Artist | Download |
| Album | The Eyes of Stanley Pain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Download | |
| I'll speak to you and | |
| I'll eat your tongue, | |
| cast aside thoughts | |
| you have of me | |
| believe in you | |
| if wisdom calls, | |
| from hollow bone, | |
| the prophet talks | |
| when life meets death, | |
| the guilty talk, | |
| when shadows fall | |
| on marble ground | |
| believe in you | |
| I'll eat my tongue | |
| I'll give you everything | |
| my broken head | |
| believe in you | |
| believe in you | |
| lies are easy meat | |
| walls contain nothing | |
| profit is an ugly world | |
| reality... reality... | |
| immaculate conception is an ugly joke | |
| and the angel Gabriel | |
| the holy lamb of god | |
| rites.. | |
| lies.. | |
| the name of the fearless | |
| easy meat | |
| I believe in myself | |
| I kill | |
| I am a wheel | |
| I am blind | |
| I am your mother | |
| I am control | |
| I believe... | |
| the power of this sign. |
| zuo ci : Download | |
| I' ll speak to you and | |
| I' ll eat your tongue, | |
| cast aside thoughts | |
| you have of me | |
| believe in you | |
| if wisdom calls, | |
| from hollow bone, | |
| the prophet talks | |
| when life meets death, | |
| the guilty talk, | |
| when shadows fall | |
| on marble ground | |
| believe in you | |
| I' ll eat my tongue | |
| I' ll give you everything | |
| my broken head | |
| believe in you | |
| believe in you | |
| lies are easy meat | |
| walls contain nothing | |
| profit is an ugly world | |
| reality... reality... | |
| immaculate conception is an ugly joke | |
| and the angel Gabriel | |
| the holy lamb of god | |
| rites.. | |
| lies.. | |
| the name of the fearless | |
| easy meat | |
| I believe in myself | |
| I kill | |
| I am a wheel | |
| I am blind | |
| I am your mother | |
| I am control | |
| I believe... | |
| the power of this sign. |
| zuò cí : Download | |
| I' ll speak to you and | |
| I' ll eat your tongue, | |
| cast aside thoughts | |
| you have of me | |
| believe in you | |
| if wisdom calls, | |
| from hollow bone, | |
| the prophet talks | |
| when life meets death, | |
| the guilty talk, | |
| when shadows fall | |
| on marble ground | |
| believe in you | |
| I' ll eat my tongue | |
| I' ll give you everything | |
| my broken head | |
| believe in you | |
| believe in you | |
| lies are easy meat | |
| walls contain nothing | |
| profit is an ugly world | |
| reality... reality... | |
| immaculate conception is an ugly joke | |
| and the angel Gabriel | |
| the holy lamb of god | |
| rites.. | |
| lies.. | |
| the name of the fearless | |
| easy meat | |
| I believe in myself | |
| I kill | |
| I am a wheel | |
| I am blind | |
| I am your mother | |
| I am control | |
| I believe... | |
| the power of this sign. |