| Song | Deadman's Hand |
| Artist | The Church |
| Album | Untitled #23 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kilbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
| On our way to crush the revolution | |
| Camp by a lake in the blackened lands | |
| Dealing out love and retribution | |
| Dealing out the deadman's hand | |
| We've all known the pain | |
| And we're all gonna hurt again and again | |
| Empire's got you by the balls | |
| And sleep keeps awake for the tear | |
| And it's calling you | |
| Pulling you back here | |
| On our way to crush a revolution | |
| Lost in the caves of a used up place | |
| Night comes down with all its implication | |
| Something brushing against your face | |
| And we've all known fear | |
| And we're all gonna find more of it here | |
| Empire's got you by the balls | |
| And you wish that you never appeared | |
| And it's pulling you | |
| Pulling you back here(Where are we)(Where are you) | |
| On the way to crush the revolution | |
| Wilderness and its burning bush | |
| The enemy seeks our dissolution | |
| All he needs is a little push | |
| And we've all known hurt | |
| And we're all gonna find it here in this dirt | |
| Empire's got you by the balls | |
| And war keeps drawing near | |
| And it's pulling you | |
| Pulling you back here |
| zuo qu : Kilbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
| On our way to crush the revolution | |
| Camp by a lake in the blackened lands | |
| Dealing out love and retribution | |
| Dealing out the deadman' s hand | |
| We' ve all known the pain | |
| And we' re all gonna hurt again and again | |
| Empire' s got you by the balls | |
| And sleep keeps awake for the tear | |
| And it' s calling you | |
| Pulling you back here | |
| On our way to crush a revolution | |
| Lost in the caves of a used up place | |
| Night comes down with all its implication | |
| Something brushing against your face | |
| And we' ve all known fear | |
| And we' re all gonna find more of it here | |
| Empire' s got you by the balls | |
| And you wish that you never appeared | |
| And it' s pulling you | |
| Pulling you back here Where are we Where are you | |
| On the way to crush the revolution | |
| Wilderness and its burning bush | |
| The enemy seeks our dissolution | |
| All he needs is a little push | |
| And we' ve all known hurt | |
| And we' re all gonna find it here in this dirt | |
| Empire' s got you by the balls | |
| And war keeps drawing near | |
| And it' s pulling you | |
| Pulling you back here |
| zuò qǔ : Kilbey, Koppes, Powles ... | |
| On our way to crush the revolution | |
| Camp by a lake in the blackened lands | |
| Dealing out love and retribution | |
| Dealing out the deadman' s hand | |
| We' ve all known the pain | |
| And we' re all gonna hurt again and again | |
| Empire' s got you by the balls | |
| And sleep keeps awake for the tear | |
| And it' s calling you | |
| Pulling you back here | |
| On our way to crush a revolution | |
| Lost in the caves of a used up place | |
| Night comes down with all its implication | |
| Something brushing against your face | |
| And we' ve all known fear | |
| And we' re all gonna find more of it here | |
| Empire' s got you by the balls | |
| And you wish that you never appeared | |
| And it' s pulling you | |
| Pulling you back here Where are we Where are you | |
| On the way to crush the revolution | |
| Wilderness and its burning bush | |
| The enemy seeks our dissolution | |
| All he needs is a little push | |
| And we' ve all known hurt | |
| And we' re all gonna find it here in this dirt | |
| Empire' s got you by the balls | |
| And war keeps drawing near | |
| And it' s pulling you | |
| Pulling you back here |