Fear Factory / Soul Of A New Machine / Flesh Hold


Breaking out this stifled room
A jail cell, a stell tomb
To see the light
My mere existence
God's kill in sight
Confined in madness

Jurors hate criminal minds
They're making dates for killing time
Breaking out this stifled room
A jail cell, a stell tomb
One has to fight
For dissension
God's kill in sight
Confined in madness

Wasted life, tasted
Wasted life, tasted

Kill me!
Kill me!
Kill me!
Kill me!

Wasted life, tasted
Wasted life, tasted

One has to fight
For dissension
God's kill in sight
Confined in madness
Jurors hate criminal minds
They're making dates for killing time


Flesh Hold lyrics a property of Fear Factory or other owner!

Use search for a fast finding of songs lyrics

 

All song lyrics (and other creative works) are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
"Lyrics Rate" is a not-for-profit. Commercial use prohibited.
Design: David Herreman | Engine powered by Alexey Pivovarov
Copyright © 2006 LyricsRate.com