| Song | And the Dead Walk Again |
| Artist | Walls of Jericho |
| Album | With Devils Amongst Us All |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hasty, Kucsulain, Rawson, Ruby ... | |
| Sick and tired of unlucky days | |
| Many times life trick or treats with heartbreak and change | |
| Like a broken record, nothing clever to play | |
| I'm no good they say | |
| What am I fighting for | |
| Pack your bags and hit the streets, with these dirty vocal chords that will never be in key | |
| These empty streets and dreams, you're not there looking for me, walking dead | |
| The only glory is the end | |
| To crash into life one more day alone | |
| To hold the failures thar are my own | |
| I've looked at my existence I want out | |
| Left torn down in our tracks | |
| Where's your saving grace now | |
| The battle good vs. evil never come out on top | |
| Hides behind misconception | |
| This worl turned itself on | |
| My sanity is nowhere to be found, walking dead | |
| Only glory is revenge, where's your saving grace now |
| zuo qu : Hasty, Kucsulain, Rawson, Ruby ... | |
| Sick and tired of unlucky days | |
| Many times life trick or treats with heartbreak and change | |
| Like a broken record, nothing clever to play | |
| I' m no good they say | |
| What am I fighting for | |
| Pack your bags and hit the streets, with these dirty vocal chords that will never be in key | |
| These empty streets and dreams, you' re not there looking for me, walking dead | |
| The only glory is the end | |
| To crash into life one more day alone | |
| To hold the failures thar are my own | |
| I' ve looked at my existence I want out | |
| Left torn down in our tracks | |
| Where' s your saving grace now | |
| The battle good vs. evil never come out on top | |
| Hides behind misconception | |
| This worl turned itself on | |
| My sanity is nowhere to be found, walking dead | |
| Only glory is revenge, where' s your saving grace now |
| zuò qǔ : Hasty, Kucsulain, Rawson, Ruby ... | |
| Sick and tired of unlucky days | |
| Many times life trick or treats with heartbreak and change | |
| Like a broken record, nothing clever to play | |
| I' m no good they say | |
| What am I fighting for | |
| Pack your bags and hit the streets, with these dirty vocal chords that will never be in key | |
| These empty streets and dreams, you' re not there looking for me, walking dead | |
| The only glory is the end | |
| To crash into life one more day alone | |
| To hold the failures thar are my own | |
| I' ve looked at my existence I want out | |
| Left torn down in our tracks | |
| Where' s your saving grace now | |
| The battle good vs. evil never come out on top | |
| Hides behind misconception | |
| This worl turned itself on | |
| My sanity is nowhere to be found, walking dead | |
| Only glory is revenge, where' s your saving grace now |