| Song | The Rape and Pillage of Spisville |
| Artist | Salt the Wound |
| Album | Carnal Repercussions |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Salt The Wound | |
| Tell me its not true, oh God. | |
| These things I have done to you, oh God. | |
| Tell me its not true, oh God. | |
| These things I have done to you... | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| This is my crucifixion, without the nails or cross. | |
| This is my crucifixion for those that have failed us. | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Dead mothers can't comfort their child. | |
| Dead fathers can't feel their denial. | |
| They all must die. | |
| They all must die. | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has abandoned you. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has let you die. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has abandoned you. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has let you die |
| zuo qu : Salt The Wound | |
| Tell me its not true, oh God. | |
| These things I have done to you, oh God. | |
| Tell me its not true, oh God. | |
| These things I have done to you... | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| This is my crucifixion, without the nails or cross. | |
| This is my crucifixion for those that have failed us. | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Dead mothers can' t comfort their child. | |
| Dead fathers can' t feel their denial. | |
| They all must die. | |
| They all must die. | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has abandoned you. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has let you die. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has abandoned you. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has let you die |
| zuò qǔ : Salt The Wound | |
| Tell me its not true, oh God. | |
| These things I have done to you, oh God. | |
| Tell me its not true, oh God. | |
| These things I have done to you... | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| This is my crucifixion, without the nails or cross. | |
| This is my crucifixion for those that have failed us. | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Dead mothers can' t comfort their child. | |
| Dead fathers can' t feel their denial. | |
| They all must die. | |
| They all must die. | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Six feet under the floor | |
| Oh! Be still my beating heart. | |
| My lungs collapse in on themselves. | |
| Your face is the last face I will see in hell. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has abandoned you. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has let you die. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has abandoned you. | |
| Where is your God now? | |
| For he has let you die |