www.mtvzz.com @ 制作 Here they are The wicked A panic floods the field Deliver it Unthinkable They play the part performing oh so well With empty cause, they carry on A twisted soul An apparition Born of a beastly brand They butcher purposely Scream at the sky and beg Beg for a reason he would allow this Look to the sky and say We would be better off without this Who would allow this? We've never felt alive But none of us can die just when we want to We're stuck in this disguise With leather skin these eyes decide to haunt you But do we haunt you? Scream at the sky and beg Beg for a reason he would allow this Look to the sky and say We would be better off without this Who would allow this? From the other side x8 The Dear Hunter - Mustard Gas