Song | Beyond All Reason |
Artist | Metal Church |
Album | A Light in the Dark |
作词 : Munroe, Vanderhoof | |
Curse the man, curse the prophet, worse the man without any eyes | |
Play the madman, play the poet, some say he hides in a perfect disguise | |
Less the man that heeds no warning, and lets the sand run through his hands | |
His fingers stiff with anticipation, as he plots his next feeble plan | |
Beyond all reason, he holds the key to life | |
A change of season, all answers in due time | |
No rhyme or reason, a product of mankind | |
But he's not the only one, he's just the lonely one | |
Since ancient times we've bowed to leaders, leaders only by their command | |
Banned together a bond of freedom, from their rule and master plan | |
Take the greed, take the power, hold the ring within your hand | |
Seize the crown and wield the dagger, it's the path of every man | |
Slipping through the cracks of the system we have made, staring at life as we fall | |
Remembering places and pictures in time, surprised that we have made it at all | |
Looking for heroes and praying to gods, uttering secrets we keep | |
Hope for redemption and someone to blame, the price that we pay is too steep |
zuò cí : Munroe, Vanderhoof | |
Curse the man, curse the prophet, worse the man without any eyes | |
Play the madman, play the poet, some say he hides in a perfect disguise | |
Less the man that heeds no warning, and lets the sand run through his hands | |
His fingers stiff with anticipation, as he plots his next feeble plan | |
Beyond all reason, he holds the key to life | |
A change of season, all answers in due time | |
No rhyme or reason, a product of mankind | |
But he' s not the only one, he' s just the lonely one | |
Since ancient times we' ve bowed to leaders, leaders only by their command | |
Banned together a bond of freedom, from their rule and master plan | |
Take the greed, take the power, hold the ring within your hand | |
Seize the crown and wield the dagger, it' s the path of every man | |
Slipping through the cracks of the system we have made, staring at life as we fall | |
Remembering places and pictures in time, surprised that we have made it at all | |
Looking for heroes and praying to gods, uttering secrets we keep | |
Hope for redemption and someone to blame, the price that we pay is too steep |