| Song | Bonescraper |
| Artist | Fear Factory |
| Album | Archetype |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Herrera, Wolbers | |
| There is no future for us to suture | |
| Your life ill fated, beat down and hated | |
| Shot in the head, walking undead | |
| Numb to the world, around your head | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won't bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won't scream | |
| Hide in the shadows, deep black and hollow | |
| Empty void of light cuts clean like a knife | |
| Damaged and torn, punctured by thorns | |
| I've felt nothing since | |
| I was born | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won't bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won't scream | |
| My flesh, your flesh | |
| Your eyes, my sight | |
| My pain, your shame | |
| We are the same | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won't bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won't scream | |
| Rip my skin, rip my skin, rip my skin |
| zuo ci : Herrera, Wolbers | |
| There is no future for us to suture | |
| Your life ill fated, beat down and hated | |
| Shot in the head, walking undead | |
| Numb to the world, around your head | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won' t bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won' t scream | |
| Hide in the shadows, deep black and hollow | |
| Empty void of light cuts clean like a knife | |
| Damaged and torn, punctured by thorns | |
| I' ve felt nothing since | |
| I was born | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won' t bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won' t scream | |
| My flesh, your flesh | |
| Your eyes, my sight | |
| My pain, your shame | |
| We are the same | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won' t bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won' t scream | |
| Rip my skin, rip my skin, rip my skin |
| zuò cí : Herrera, Wolbers | |
| There is no future for us to suture | |
| Your life ill fated, beat down and hated | |
| Shot in the head, walking undead | |
| Numb to the world, around your head | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won' t bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won' t scream | |
| Hide in the shadows, deep black and hollow | |
| Empty void of light cuts clean like a knife | |
| Damaged and torn, punctured by thorns | |
| I' ve felt nothing since | |
| I was born | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won' t bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won' t scream | |
| My flesh, your flesh | |
| Your eyes, my sight | |
| My pain, your shame | |
| We are the same | |
| Rip my skin from my bones, | |
| I won' t bleed | |
| Rip my heart from my chest, | |
| I won' t scream | |
| Rip my skin, rip my skin, rip my skin |