| Song | Timelessness |
| Artist | Fear Factory |
| Album | Obsolete [EXTRA TRACKS] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bell, Cazares, Fulber | |
| {My money operation | |
| Of the machine becomes so horrid | |
| Like you don't make it hot | |
| You can't take breath | |
| You can't be put as a nickname fire | |
| And you got to put your body again and again upon the real | |
| Before you mix it | |
| Old man Oratis | |
| And you gotta make it stop | |
| And you gotta win to the people | |
| To the people | |
| Let us not be afraid, not ashamed | |
| We will be promoting more of the old} | |
| I've felt darkness | |
| Closing in on me | |
| Chilling shadows | |
| Surrounding me | |
| I've had the poison leak | |
| Into my skin and it corroded | |
| My heart away | |
| Bled awayCut away | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul{ | |
| And you gotta make it stop | |
| And you gotta win to the people | |
| To the people | |
| Let us not be afraid, not ashamed | |
| We will be promoting more of the old} |
| zuo ci : Bell, Cazares, Fulber | |
| My money operation | |
| Of the machine becomes so horrid | |
| Like you don' t make it hot | |
| You can' t take breath | |
| You can' t be put as a nickname fire | |
| And you got to put your body again and again upon the real | |
| Before you mix it | |
| Old man Oratis | |
| And you gotta make it stop | |
| And you gotta win to the people | |
| To the people | |
| Let us not be afraid, not ashamed | |
| We will be promoting more of the old | |
| I' ve felt darkness | |
| Closing in on me | |
| Chilling shadows | |
| Surrounding me | |
| I' ve had the poison leak | |
| Into my skin and it corroded | |
| My heart away | |
| Bled awayCut away | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| And you gotta make it stop | |
| And you gotta win to the people | |
| To the people | |
| Let us not be afraid, not ashamed | |
| We will be promoting more of the old |
| zuò cí : Bell, Cazares, Fulber | |
| My money operation | |
| Of the machine becomes so horrid | |
| Like you don' t make it hot | |
| You can' t take breath | |
| You can' t be put as a nickname fire | |
| And you got to put your body again and again upon the real | |
| Before you mix it | |
| Old man Oratis | |
| And you gotta make it stop | |
| And you gotta win to the people | |
| To the people | |
| Let us not be afraid, not ashamed | |
| We will be promoting more of the old | |
| I' ve felt darkness | |
| Closing in on me | |
| Chilling shadows | |
| Surrounding me | |
| I' ve had the poison leak | |
| Into my skin and it corroded | |
| My heart away | |
| Bled awayCut away | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| Dark night of my soul | |
| And you gotta make it stop | |
| And you gotta win to the people | |
| To the people | |
| Let us not be afraid, not ashamed | |
| We will be promoting more of the old |