| Song | The Darkest Corridors |
| Artist | In Strict Confidence |
| Album | Holy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : In Strict Confidence ... | |
| I see people hiding | |
| And longing for trust | |
| Can smell cold sweat | |
| While they're crawling through dust | |
| Join the fool parade | |
| In God's name | |
| Religions are infected | |
| While time turns in reverse | |
| The hearts being neglected | |
| Through the darkest corridors | |
| They are running with no aim | |
| Follow blindly your footsteps | |
| Unsuspecting that you're the one to blame | |
| Through the darkest corridors | |
| The leader keeps the flame | |
| Follow blindly his footsteps | |
| Unsuspecting that he's the one to blame | |
| Washing blood from your hands | |
| And empty phrases thrilling | |
| The truth fades out | |
| While lies are killing | |
| Split tongue tells the word of bliss | |
| Which deceives and blinds | |
| Open arms invite for the holy dance | |
| Which never ends |
| zuo qu : In Strict Confidence ... | |
| I see people hiding | |
| And longing for trust | |
| Can smell cold sweat | |
| While they' re crawling through dust | |
| Join the fool parade | |
| In God' s name | |
| Religions are infected | |
| While time turns in reverse | |
| The hearts being neglected | |
| Through the darkest corridors | |
| They are running with no aim | |
| Follow blindly your footsteps | |
| Unsuspecting that you' re the one to blame | |
| Through the darkest corridors | |
| The leader keeps the flame | |
| Follow blindly his footsteps | |
| Unsuspecting that he' s the one to blame | |
| Washing blood from your hands | |
| And empty phrases thrilling | |
| The truth fades out | |
| While lies are killing | |
| Split tongue tells the word of bliss | |
| Which deceives and blinds | |
| Open arms invite for the holy dance | |
| Which never ends |
| zuò qǔ : In Strict Confidence ... | |
| I see people hiding | |
| And longing for trust | |
| Can smell cold sweat | |
| While they' re crawling through dust | |
| Join the fool parade | |
| In God' s name | |
| Religions are infected | |
| While time turns in reverse | |
| The hearts being neglected | |
| Through the darkest corridors | |
| They are running with no aim | |
| Follow blindly your footsteps | |
| Unsuspecting that you' re the one to blame | |
| Through the darkest corridors | |
| The leader keeps the flame | |
| Follow blindly his footsteps | |
| Unsuspecting that he' s the one to blame | |
| Washing blood from your hands | |
| And empty phrases thrilling | |
| The truth fades out | |
| While lies are killing | |
| Split tongue tells the word of bliss | |
| Which deceives and blinds | |
| Open arms invite for the holy dance | |
| Which never ends |