| Song | Fire / Damage |
| Artist | Diecast |
| Album | Tearing Down Your Blue Skies |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Paul Stoddard/Kirk Kolatis/Jonathan Kita/Jeremy Wooden/Jason Costa |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Paul Stoddard/Kirk Kolatis/Jonathan Kita/Jeremy Wooden/Jason Costa |
| [00:19.11] | Fire... Damage, who decides what is right |
| [00:28.47] | Crowded by all that is lost, it's hard to find positives |
| [00:33.21] | Taken by blunt ignorance I give you no forgiveness |
| [00:38.10] | Don't try to block out all the memories, it's the pain that binds us |
| [00:42.63] | All to this cause we unite to burn the cancer |
| [00:47.25] | Fire... Damage, who decides what is right |
| [00:56.58] | Battle rages day to day, fought by our sons and daughters |
| [01:01.38] | All support is fading, it raises speculation |
| [01:06.06] | It's not just one man, but a fungus that is slowly closing in on the world |
| [01:12.27] | Smothering all of existance |
| [01:15.36] | Fire... Damage, who decides what is right |
| [01:30.60] | Who decides what is right |
| [01:40.56] | Fear is fuel for cowards, throw a match into the fuel |
| [01:57.18] | Don't think that all is lost, read between the burning towers |
| [02:05.10] | This hit should make us strong, aggravated by their treachery |
| [02:19.74] | No end in sight, blinding, wish I could see the future |
| [02:24.45] | Day in day out questioning, what is tommorrow bringing |
| [02:29.31] | Though we are whithered and beaten we cannot be broken |
| [02:33.78] | Fear of your pride, misery is soon upon us |
| [02:38.46] | Fire... Damage, who decides what is right |
| [02:43.92] | Who decides what is right |
| [02:47.85] | Fear is fuel for cowards, throw a match into the fuel |
| [03:04.29] | Don't think that all is lost, read between the burning towers |
| [03:12.21] | This hit should make us strong, aggravated by what it's coming to |
| [03:21.42] | What is it coming to, every time you turn the page you can see our world is a disaster |
| [03:34.98] | Rage rears its' ugly head in so many different ways |
| [03:44.31] | So deafening, our world is a disaster |
| [03:50.25] | Lost on a globe of disregard, clinging onto hope |
| [03:59.52] | We need to find... what really matters |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Paul Stoddard Kirk Kolatis Jonathan Kita Jeremy Wooden Jason Costa |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Paul Stoddard Kirk Kolatis Jonathan Kita Jeremy Wooden Jason Costa |
| [00:19.11] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [00:28.47] | Crowded by all that is lost, it' s hard to find positives |
| [00:33.21] | Taken by blunt ignorance I give you no forgiveness |
| [00:38.10] | Don' t try to block out all the memories, it' s the pain that binds us |
| [00:42.63] | All to this cause we unite to burn the cancer |
| [00:47.25] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [00:56.58] | Battle rages day to day, fought by our sons and daughters |
| [01:01.38] | All support is fading, it raises speculation |
| [01:06.06] | It' s not just one man, but a fungus that is slowly closing in on the world |
| [01:12.27] | Smothering all of existance |
| [01:15.36] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [01:30.60] | Who decides what is right |
| [01:40.56] | Fear is fuel for cowards, throw a match into the fuel |
| [01:57.18] | Don' t think that all is lost, read between the burning towers |
| [02:05.10] | This hit should make us strong, aggravated by their treachery |
| [02:19.74] | No end in sight, blinding, wish I could see the future |
| [02:24.45] | Day in day out questioning, what is tommorrow bringing |
| [02:29.31] | Though we are whithered and beaten we cannot be broken |
| [02:33.78] | Fear of your pride, misery is soon upon us |
| [02:38.46] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [02:43.92] | Who decides what is right |
| [02:47.85] | Fear is fuel for cowards, throw a match into the fuel |
| [03:04.29] | Don' t think that all is lost, read between the burning towers |
| [03:12.21] | This hit should make us strong, aggravated by what it' s coming to |
| [03:21.42] | What is it coming to, every time you turn the page you can see our world is a disaster |
| [03:34.98] | Rage rears its' ugly head in so many different ways |
| [03:44.31] | So deafening, our world is a disaster |
| [03:50.25] | Lost on a globe of disregard, clinging onto hope |
| [03:59.52] | We need to find. . . what really matters |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Paul Stoddard Kirk Kolatis Jonathan Kita Jeremy Wooden Jason Costa |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Paul Stoddard Kirk Kolatis Jonathan Kita Jeremy Wooden Jason Costa |
| [00:19.11] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [00:28.47] | Crowded by all that is lost, it' s hard to find positives |
| [00:33.21] | Taken by blunt ignorance I give you no forgiveness |
| [00:38.10] | Don' t try to block out all the memories, it' s the pain that binds us |
| [00:42.63] | All to this cause we unite to burn the cancer |
| [00:47.25] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [00:56.58] | Battle rages day to day, fought by our sons and daughters |
| [01:01.38] | All support is fading, it raises speculation |
| [01:06.06] | It' s not just one man, but a fungus that is slowly closing in on the world |
| [01:12.27] | Smothering all of existance |
| [01:15.36] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [01:30.60] | Who decides what is right |
| [01:40.56] | Fear is fuel for cowards, throw a match into the fuel |
| [01:57.18] | Don' t think that all is lost, read between the burning towers |
| [02:05.10] | This hit should make us strong, aggravated by their treachery |
| [02:19.74] | No end in sight, blinding, wish I could see the future |
| [02:24.45] | Day in day out questioning, what is tommorrow bringing |
| [02:29.31] | Though we are whithered and beaten we cannot be broken |
| [02:33.78] | Fear of your pride, misery is soon upon us |
| [02:38.46] | Fire. . . Damage, who decides what is right |
| [02:43.92] | Who decides what is right |
| [02:47.85] | Fear is fuel for cowards, throw a match into the fuel |
| [03:04.29] | Don' t think that all is lost, read between the burning towers |
| [03:12.21] | This hit should make us strong, aggravated by what it' s coming to |
| [03:21.42] | What is it coming to, every time you turn the page you can see our world is a disaster |
| [03:34.98] | Rage rears its' ugly head in so many different ways |
| [03:44.31] | So deafening, our world is a disaster |
| [03:50.25] | Lost on a globe of disregard, clinging onto hope |
| [03:59.52] | We need to find. . . what really matters |