| Song | Faces Of Death |
| Artist | Born of Osiris |
| Album | A Higher Place |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
| Drop my head in the concrete | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| Reaching closer to my demise | |
| Walking through this journey | |
| No purpose or time | |
| Reaching closer to my demise | |
| Walking through this journey | |
| No purpose or time | |
| It captivates the eye unveiling the beauty | |
| I'm where I need to be | |
| Spinning with the sickness overcome by the change | |
| My head and my mind co-inciting in assault | |
| My actions transform to contention | |
| So I'm disaluding the truth | |
| Trading my will to comatose existence | |
| A price that never paid and always be owed | |
| Keep us alive hanging on a thread | |
| And crawling forward | |
| It's getting closer and closer to my demise | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| Drop myself in the concrete | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| IT was, Was it the end? | |
| Bodies were deceiving me | |
| Faces of death. |
| zuo qu : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
| Drop my head in the concrete | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| Reaching closer to my demise | |
| Walking through this journey | |
| No purpose or time | |
| Reaching closer to my demise | |
| Walking through this journey | |
| No purpose or time | |
| It captivates the eye unveiling the beauty | |
| I' m where I need to be | |
| Spinning with the sickness overcome by the change | |
| My head and my mind coinciting in assault | |
| My actions transform to contention | |
| So I' m disaluding the truth | |
| Trading my will to comatose existence | |
| A price that never paid and always be owed | |
| Keep us alive hanging on a thread | |
| And crawling forward | |
| It' s getting closer and closer to my demise | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| Drop myself in the concrete | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| IT was, Was it the end? | |
| Bodies were deceiving me | |
| Faces of death. |
| zuò qǔ : Buras, Canizaro, Losch ... | |
| Drop my head in the concrete | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| Reaching closer to my demise | |
| Walking through this journey | |
| No purpose or time | |
| Reaching closer to my demise | |
| Walking through this journey | |
| No purpose or time | |
| It captivates the eye unveiling the beauty | |
| I' m where I need to be | |
| Spinning with the sickness overcome by the change | |
| My head and my mind coinciting in assault | |
| My actions transform to contention | |
| So I' m disaluding the truth | |
| Trading my will to comatose existence | |
| A price that never paid and always be owed | |
| Keep us alive hanging on a thread | |
| And crawling forward | |
| It' s getting closer and closer to my demise | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| Drop myself in the concrete | |
| Looking up at the sky | |
| IT was, Was it the end? | |
| Bodies were deceiving me | |
| Faces of death. |