| Song | Beneath The Violence |
| Artist | Fight |
| Album | Into The Pit |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Halford, Tilse, Travis | |
| Closed into self asylum | |
| On ice that's paper thin | |
| Wrapped up for good protection | |
| Keep that from getting in | |
| The shadows bring the shelter | |
| Some refuge from the storm | |
| Brakes on the | |
| helter skelter | |
| To let these nerves reform | |
| Retreat out of the madhouse | |
| Stop foaming at the mouth | |
| Hang up this strange behavior | |
| Cut through the overgrowth | |
| Watch from a safer distance | |
| Observe the next offense | |
| See how the hands do murder | |
| Then try to make some sense | |
| Black vision | |
| Dead body | |
| Oppression | |
| Shock system | |
| Explosive | |
| Depression | |
| Disaster | |
| Malignant | |
| Infection | |
| Inhuman | |
| Sadistic | |
| Rejection | |
| These acts of tender mercies | |
| Work on the purest soul | |
| They tease and trap remorseless | |
| Till six feet in the ground | |
| Shut down till all is silent | |
| Be still this seething blood | |
| Turn off, release the trigger | |
| Let numbness do some good |
| zuo qu : Halford, Tilse, Travis | |
| Closed into self asylum | |
| On ice that' s paper thin | |
| Wrapped up for good protection | |
| Keep that from getting in | |
| The shadows bring the shelter | |
| Some refuge from the storm | |
| Brakes on the | |
| helter skelter | |
| To let these nerves reform | |
| Retreat out of the madhouse | |
| Stop foaming at the mouth | |
| Hang up this strange behavior | |
| Cut through the overgrowth | |
| Watch from a safer distance | |
| Observe the next offense | |
| See how the hands do murder | |
| Then try to make some sense | |
| Black vision | |
| Dead body | |
| Oppression | |
| Shock system | |
| Explosive | |
| Depression | |
| Disaster | |
| Malignant | |
| Infection | |
| Inhuman | |
| Sadistic | |
| Rejection | |
| These acts of tender mercies | |
| Work on the purest soul | |
| They tease and trap remorseless | |
| Till six feet in the ground | |
| Shut down till all is silent | |
| Be still this seething blood | |
| Turn off, release the trigger | |
| Let numbness do some good |
| zuò qǔ : Halford, Tilse, Travis | |
| Closed into self asylum | |
| On ice that' s paper thin | |
| Wrapped up for good protection | |
| Keep that from getting in | |
| The shadows bring the shelter | |
| Some refuge from the storm | |
| Brakes on the | |
| helter skelter | |
| To let these nerves reform | |
| Retreat out of the madhouse | |
| Stop foaming at the mouth | |
| Hang up this strange behavior | |
| Cut through the overgrowth | |
| Watch from a safer distance | |
| Observe the next offense | |
| See how the hands do murder | |
| Then try to make some sense | |
| Black vision | |
| Dead body | |
| Oppression | |
| Shock system | |
| Explosive | |
| Depression | |
| Disaster | |
| Malignant | |
| Infection | |
| Inhuman | |
| Sadistic | |
| Rejection | |
| These acts of tender mercies | |
| Work on the purest soul | |
| They tease and trap remorseless | |
| Till six feet in the ground | |
| Shut down till all is silent | |
| Be still this seething blood | |
| Turn off, release the trigger | |
| Let numbness do some good |