| Song | Nothing On The Inside |
| Artist | Benediction |
| Album | Organised Chaos |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brookes | |
| There is nothing on the inside | |
| A well of emptiness and pain | |
| So totally alone he waits | |
| The rabid dog will have it's day | |
| Revenge is sweet | |
| Retribution bought with a gun | |
| Despised and reviled | |
| Rejection relived within | |
| The beast of hatred born inside | |
| Distorted, disfigured hero's scream | |
| Shattering the silence | |
| Never surrender, never peace | |
| Source bought with blood | |
| Silence the screams with a hail of lead | |
| Vent aggression on the young and pure | |
| There's so alive, but soon to be no more | |
| Burn loving home to ashen shell | |
| Teach the world to know his hell | |
| No more question, no more rules or cause | |
| Pathetic crying ends | |
| Wallowing in misery | |
| Stalk the streets of youth | |
| Forbidden memories of soul starvation | |
| Blast away familiar sights | |
| Erase the sleeping past | |
| Control Cannot stem the angry tide | |
| Crushed by hatred's weight | |
| There's sorrow for those who have died | |
| Random lives to obviate | |
| Revenge is sweet | |
| Retribution bought with a gun | |
| Solace bought with blood | |
| Silence the screams with a hail of lead | |
| Bullet enters mindless brain | |
| You die as you deserve | |
| Pathetic fuck on a pool of blood | |
| Expires alone in despair | |
| You'll see the world will have it's revenge | |
| Fate's blackened smile | |
| A world of pain to balance the scales | |
| For you who's walked anarchy's mile |
| zuo ci : Brookes | |
| There is nothing on the inside | |
| A well of emptiness and pain | |
| So totally alone he waits | |
| The rabid dog will have it' s day | |
| Revenge is sweet | |
| Retribution bought with a gun | |
| Despised and reviled | |
| Rejection relived within | |
| The beast of hatred born inside | |
| Distorted, disfigured hero' s scream | |
| Shattering the silence | |
| Never surrender, never peace | |
| Source bought with blood | |
| Silence the screams with a hail of lead | |
| Vent aggression on the young and pure | |
| There' s so alive, but soon to be no more | |
| Burn loving home to ashen shell | |
| Teach the world to know his hell | |
| No more question, no more rules or cause | |
| Pathetic crying ends | |
| Wallowing in misery | |
| Stalk the streets of youth | |
| Forbidden memories of soul starvation | |
| Blast away familiar sights | |
| Erase the sleeping past | |
| Control Cannot stem the angry tide | |
| Crushed by hatred' s weight | |
| There' s sorrow for those who have died | |
| Random lives to obviate | |
| Revenge is sweet | |
| Retribution bought with a gun | |
| Solace bought with blood | |
| Silence the screams with a hail of lead | |
| Bullet enters mindless brain | |
| You die as you deserve | |
| Pathetic fuck on a pool of blood | |
| Expires alone in despair | |
| You' ll see the world will have it' s revenge | |
| Fate' s blackened smile | |
| A world of pain to balance the scales | |
| For you who' s walked anarchy' s mile |
| zuò cí : Brookes | |
| There is nothing on the inside | |
| A well of emptiness and pain | |
| So totally alone he waits | |
| The rabid dog will have it' s day | |
| Revenge is sweet | |
| Retribution bought with a gun | |
| Despised and reviled | |
| Rejection relived within | |
| The beast of hatred born inside | |
| Distorted, disfigured hero' s scream | |
| Shattering the silence | |
| Never surrender, never peace | |
| Source bought with blood | |
| Silence the screams with a hail of lead | |
| Vent aggression on the young and pure | |
| There' s so alive, but soon to be no more | |
| Burn loving home to ashen shell | |
| Teach the world to know his hell | |
| No more question, no more rules or cause | |
| Pathetic crying ends | |
| Wallowing in misery | |
| Stalk the streets of youth | |
| Forbidden memories of soul starvation | |
| Blast away familiar sights | |
| Erase the sleeping past | |
| Control Cannot stem the angry tide | |
| Crushed by hatred' s weight | |
| There' s sorrow for those who have died | |
| Random lives to obviate | |
| Revenge is sweet | |
| Retribution bought with a gun | |
| Solace bought with blood | |
| Silence the screams with a hail of lead | |
| Bullet enters mindless brain | |
| You die as you deserve | |
| Pathetic fuck on a pool of blood | |
| Expires alone in despair | |
| You' ll see the world will have it' s revenge | |
| Fate' s blackened smile | |
| A world of pain to balance the scales | |
| For you who' s walked anarchy' s mile |