| Song | The Grand Change |
| Artist | Elegy |
| Album | Labyrinth of Dreams |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Elegy | |
| Money your life you say, | |
| It holds off your dying day. | |
| No questions, resistance can't silence the cries, | |
| The hunger you feel | |
| They're pulling the strings out there, | |
| Fatmen in golden chairs. | |
| Their castles come thumbling down from the sky, | |
| If we now unite. | |
| Now, look what they are doing. | |
| Open your eyes, don't you see that you're treated like slaves. | |
| It's time to stand tall. | |
| Religion and lethal sin, look more like a synonym. | |
| Stand up and fight it, that part that they play, | |
| Is the system we fear. | |
| They promised equality, the perfect society. | |
| The trainload of power is moving our way, | |
| And freedom is here. | |
| The time has come to do or die, to laugh or cry. | |
| This is your chance to become who you are, | |
| Not what they want. | |
| Dismay and fear, obeyed commands, | |
| But now it's near. | |
| Bring up the courage you showed in the past, | |
| The grand change is here. |
| zuo qu : Elegy | |
| Money your life you say, | |
| It holds off your dying day. | |
| No questions, resistance can' t silence the cries, | |
| The hunger you feel | |
| They' re pulling the strings out there, | |
| Fatmen in golden chairs. | |
| Their castles come thumbling down from the sky, | |
| If we now unite. | |
| Now, look what they are doing. | |
| Open your eyes, don' t you see that you' re treated like slaves. | |
| It' s time to stand tall. | |
| Religion and lethal sin, look more like a synonym. | |
| Stand up and fight it, that part that they play, | |
| Is the system we fear. | |
| They promised equality, the perfect society. | |
| The trainload of power is moving our way, | |
| And freedom is here. | |
| The time has come to do or die, to laugh or cry. | |
| This is your chance to become who you are, | |
| Not what they want. | |
| Dismay and fear, obeyed commands, | |
| But now it' s near. | |
| Bring up the courage you showed in the past, | |
| The grand change is here. |
| zuò qǔ : Elegy | |
| Money your life you say, | |
| It holds off your dying day. | |
| No questions, resistance can' t silence the cries, | |
| The hunger you feel | |
| They' re pulling the strings out there, | |
| Fatmen in golden chairs. | |
| Their castles come thumbling down from the sky, | |
| If we now unite. | |
| Now, look what they are doing. | |
| Open your eyes, don' t you see that you' re treated like slaves. | |
| It' s time to stand tall. | |
| Religion and lethal sin, look more like a synonym. | |
| Stand up and fight it, that part that they play, | |
| Is the system we fear. | |
| They promised equality, the perfect society. | |
| The trainload of power is moving our way, | |
| And freedom is here. | |
| The time has come to do or die, to laugh or cry. | |
| This is your chance to become who you are, | |
| Not what they want. | |
| Dismay and fear, obeyed commands, | |
| But now it' s near. | |
| Bring up the courage you showed in the past, | |
| The grand change is here. |