| Song | Let Your Heavies Out |
| Artist | Hella |
| Album | There's No 666 In Outer Space |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hella, Hill, Ross, Seim | |
| Look the world in the face | |
| Tell it you don't want its thievery no more | |
| Quite rewriting your theatrics | |
| Step into the skin you were born to be born in | |
| Cause you were no accident my friend | |
| You were the experiment of a higher need to win | |
| And win we will (if so instilled) | |
| We'll slay through fire | |
| Psych those rulers of evil empires | |
| When there (sic) souls get thrown through the crowd | |
| As we shout... | |
| "Why don't you let your heavies out?" | |
| The world will never be your maker | |
| Beauty is your undertaker | |
| Give a kiss to your nemesis on your way | |
| Accept awards on television | |
| Credit the lord without his vision | |
| You'll be there when everyone is white | |
| So why don't you let your heavies write! | |
| Play the game | |
| You're all in chains | |
| Kill and kill and | |
| Kill your man and feed him to your kids | |
| January 24th that's what they did | |
| No longer of one kind | |
| They are now of all time | |
| Uncover your indifference spell | |
| Let your eyes see with their mind | |
| If the ocean is so endless | |
| Imagine how the rivers of uncertainty unwind | |
| Nothing is sacred except what is sacred | |
| And the only thing sacred I can't see | |
| Kill your man and feed him to your kids | |
| January 24th that's what they did | |
| No longer of one kind | |
| They are now of all time | |
| The world will never be your maker | |
| Beauty is your undertaker | |
| Give a kiss to your nemesis while you're here | |
| Because everything good is gonna disappear | |
| Into the decaying atmosphere | |
| So break your mirrors |
| zuo qu : Hella, Hill, Ross, Seim | |
| Look the world in the face | |
| Tell it you don' t want its thievery no more | |
| Quite rewriting your theatrics | |
| Step into the skin you were born to be born in | |
| Cause you were no accident my friend | |
| You were the experiment of a higher need to win | |
| And win we will if so instilled | |
| We' ll slay through fire | |
| Psych those rulers of evil empires | |
| When there sic souls get thrown through the crowd | |
| As we shout... | |
| " Why don' t you let your heavies out?" | |
| The world will never be your maker | |
| Beauty is your undertaker | |
| Give a kiss to your nemesis on your way | |
| Accept awards on television | |
| Credit the lord without his vision | |
| You' ll be there when everyone is white | |
| So why don' t you let your heavies write! | |
| Play the game | |
| You' re all in chains | |
| Kill and kill and | |
| Kill your man and feed him to your kids | |
| January 24th that' s what they did | |
| No longer of one kind | |
| They are now of all time | |
| Uncover your indifference spell | |
| Let your eyes see with their mind | |
| If the ocean is so endless | |
| Imagine how the rivers of uncertainty unwind | |
| Nothing is sacred except what is sacred | |
| And the only thing sacred I can' t see | |
| Kill your man and feed him to your kids | |
| January 24th that' s what they did | |
| No longer of one kind | |
| They are now of all time | |
| The world will never be your maker | |
| Beauty is your undertaker | |
| Give a kiss to your nemesis while you' re here | |
| Because everything good is gonna disappear | |
| Into the decaying atmosphere | |
| So break your mirrors |
| zuò qǔ : Hella, Hill, Ross, Seim | |
| Look the world in the face | |
| Tell it you don' t want its thievery no more | |
| Quite rewriting your theatrics | |
| Step into the skin you were born to be born in | |
| Cause you were no accident my friend | |
| You were the experiment of a higher need to win | |
| And win we will if so instilled | |
| We' ll slay through fire | |
| Psych those rulers of evil empires | |
| When there sic souls get thrown through the crowd | |
| As we shout... | |
| " Why don' t you let your heavies out?" | |
| The world will never be your maker | |
| Beauty is your undertaker | |
| Give a kiss to your nemesis on your way | |
| Accept awards on television | |
| Credit the lord without his vision | |
| You' ll be there when everyone is white | |
| So why don' t you let your heavies write! | |
| Play the game | |
| You' re all in chains | |
| Kill and kill and | |
| Kill your man and feed him to your kids | |
| January 24th that' s what they did | |
| No longer of one kind | |
| They are now of all time | |
| Uncover your indifference spell | |
| Let your eyes see with their mind | |
| If the ocean is so endless | |
| Imagine how the rivers of uncertainty unwind | |
| Nothing is sacred except what is sacred | |
| And the only thing sacred I can' t see | |
| Kill your man and feed him to your kids | |
| January 24th that' s what they did | |
| No longer of one kind | |
| They are now of all time | |
| The world will never be your maker | |
| Beauty is your undertaker | |
| Give a kiss to your nemesis while you' re here | |
| Because everything good is gonna disappear | |
| Into the decaying atmosphere | |
| So break your mirrors |