| Song | Land Of Blood |
| Artist | Death Angel |
| Album | The Art Of Dying |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cavestany, Galeon, Pepa | |
| You live in your private hell | |
| Don't know if you're sick or well | |
| Something out there calls your name | |
| Too insecure to enter the game | |
| Life to you is a magazine | |
| All dreams are on a silver screen | |
| You never want to grow | |
| Seeds of hate are all that you sow | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
| Gold rays of sun, sea of blue | |
| Hide the pain that you're going trough | |
| You can never aspire | |
| When inside lives the heart of a liar | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? |
| zuo ci : Cavestany, Galeon, Pepa | |
| You live in your private hell | |
| Don' t know if you' re sick or well | |
| Something out there calls your name | |
| Too insecure to enter the game | |
| Life to you is a magazine | |
| All dreams are on a silver screen | |
| You never want to grow | |
| Seeds of hate are all that you sow | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
| Gold rays of sun, sea of blue | |
| Hide the pain that you' re going trough | |
| You can never aspire | |
| When inside lives the heart of a liar | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? |
| zuò cí : Cavestany, Galeon, Pepa | |
| You live in your private hell | |
| Don' t know if you' re sick or well | |
| Something out there calls your name | |
| Too insecure to enter the game | |
| Life to you is a magazine | |
| All dreams are on a silver screen | |
| You never want to grow | |
| Seeds of hate are all that you sow | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
| Gold rays of sun, sea of blue | |
| Hide the pain that you' re going trough | |
| You can never aspire | |
| When inside lives the heart of a liar | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
| Land of blood, fields of greed | |
| So many choices, broken dreams | |
| Anything can happen and always does | |
| Can you adapt when the going gets rough? |