| Song | Lie to Purify |
| Artist | Unearth |
| Album | The Oncoming Storm |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Phipps, Unearth | |
| consumed by self loving pain | |
| self loathing bliss | |
| it eats away | |
| burns you like a cancer | |
| the feeling's inside | |
| mask your size | |
| with your will | |
| now you fall | |
| from heart and soul | |
| break | |
| years of frustration | |
| all to plain to see | |
| ease into war | |
| invade with foul fingers | |
| lie to purify | |
| crushing what's not you | |
| they say some are born | |
| with a blackened heart | |
| fell to the curse of a bastard life | |
| cursed with a bastard life | |
| your lust to celebrate your name | |
| will cause your fall | |
| can't change | |
| years of frustration | |
| all have yearned to see | |
| the pedestal crumble | |
| ignored acts of agression | |
| falsify to slave | |
| avoiding all that's true | |
| you stand up | |
| then you fall | |
| heartless souless appetite | |
| you're crossing almost every line | |
| now it's time to wash away | |
| you lost your way | |
| you crossed the line | |
| you crossed every line |
| zuo qu : Phipps, Unearth | |
| consumed by self loving pain | |
| self loathing bliss | |
| it eats away | |
| burns you like a cancer | |
| the feeling' s inside | |
| mask your size | |
| with your will | |
| now you fall | |
| from heart and soul | |
| break | |
| years of frustration | |
| all to plain to see | |
| ease into war | |
| invade with foul fingers | |
| lie to purify | |
| crushing what' s not you | |
| they say some are born | |
| with a blackened heart | |
| fell to the curse of a bastard life | |
| cursed with a bastard life | |
| your lust to celebrate your name | |
| will cause your fall | |
| can' t change | |
| years of frustration | |
| all have yearned to see | |
| the pedestal crumble | |
| ignored acts of agression | |
| falsify to slave | |
| avoiding all that' s true | |
| you stand up | |
| then you fall | |
| heartless souless appetite | |
| you' re crossing almost every line | |
| now it' s time to wash away | |
| you lost your way | |
| you crossed the line | |
| you crossed every line |
| zuò qǔ : Phipps, Unearth | |
| consumed by self loving pain | |
| self loathing bliss | |
| it eats away | |
| burns you like a cancer | |
| the feeling' s inside | |
| mask your size | |
| with your will | |
| now you fall | |
| from heart and soul | |
| break | |
| years of frustration | |
| all to plain to see | |
| ease into war | |
| invade with foul fingers | |
| lie to purify | |
| crushing what' s not you | |
| they say some are born | |
| with a blackened heart | |
| fell to the curse of a bastard life | |
| cursed with a bastard life | |
| your lust to celebrate your name | |
| will cause your fall | |
| can' t change | |
| years of frustration | |
| all have yearned to see | |
| the pedestal crumble | |
| ignored acts of agression | |
| falsify to slave | |
| avoiding all that' s true | |
| you stand up | |
| then you fall | |
| heartless souless appetite | |
| you' re crossing almost every line | |
| now it' s time to wash away | |
| you lost your way | |
| you crossed the line | |
| you crossed every line |