Song | Remains of the Gods |
Artist | Light This City |
Album | Remains of the Gods |
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作曲 : Murray, Nichol | |
If you still don't believe that I can restore myself under your crown | |
Then watch me as I decapitate this serpent head of vanity. | |
I used to be wary of you | |
Now I'll make your skin crawl at the thought of me | |
You once thought me a fool | |
But titles change so easily. | |
As you'll see now | |
Who's the fool and who is king | |
Who's dying and who's triumphing | |
You'll learn your lesson from a monster once defied by none | |
And now I'm finally able to say you all share this common trait | |
Her heart was cold long before her eyes made her stone | |
You'll see | |
They'll tell this story for ages to come | |
She didn't see me hovering above her like the halo she abandoned | |
Likewise I never laid eyes on the scales of her skin | |
My dexterity terrified her | |
I charmed the blood right out of her neck | |
And while her body collapsed to the floor | |
I grabbed a hold of her head | |
Held it up | |
Dripping | |
To it's own reflection | |
And forced her to behold her internal demon | |
My battle cry will always echo in her death rattle | |
And now I'm finally able to say you all share this common trait | |
Her heart was cold long before her eyes made her stone | |
You'll see | |
They'll tell this story for ages to come | |
As I left | |
You seemed so certain that I would falter | |
But you mistook my confidence for pride | |
I never boast of bloodshed unless I have the heads to prove my slaughter | |
And with her once writhing skull in my grasp at long last | |
And with her wretched, glaring visage burned into my shield | |
And with the knowledge that I'm stronger than you'll ever be | |
It's time to regain my throne | |
I'll cut a crown of serpents from her hair to replace the one you used to wear |
zuo qu : Murray, Nichol | |
If you still don' t believe that I can restore myself under your crown | |
Then watch me as I decapitate this serpent head of vanity. | |
I used to be wary of you | |
Now I' ll make your skin crawl at the thought of me | |
You once thought me a fool | |
But titles change so easily. | |
As you' ll see now | |
Who' s the fool and who is king | |
Who' s dying and who' s triumphing | |
You' ll learn your lesson from a monster once defied by none | |
And now I' m finally able to say you all share this common trait | |
Her heart was cold long before her eyes made her stone | |
You' ll see | |
They' ll tell this story for ages to come | |
She didn' t see me hovering above her like the halo she abandoned | |
Likewise I never laid eyes on the scales of her skin | |
My dexterity terrified her | |
I charmed the blood right out of her neck | |
And while her body collapsed to the floor | |
I grabbed a hold of her head | |
Held it up | |
Dripping | |
To it' s own reflection | |
And forced her to behold her internal demon | |
My battle cry will always echo in her death rattle | |
And now I' m finally able to say you all share this common trait | |
Her heart was cold long before her eyes made her stone | |
You' ll see | |
They' ll tell this story for ages to come | |
As I left | |
You seemed so certain that I would falter | |
But you mistook my confidence for pride | |
I never boast of bloodshed unless I have the heads to prove my slaughter | |
And with her once writhing skull in my grasp at long last | |
And with her wretched, glaring visage burned into my shield | |
And with the knowledge that I' m stronger than you' ll ever be | |
It' s time to regain my throne | |
I' ll cut a crown of serpents from her hair to replace the one you used to wear |
zuò qǔ : Murray, Nichol | |
If you still don' t believe that I can restore myself under your crown | |
Then watch me as I decapitate this serpent head of vanity. | |
I used to be wary of you | |
Now I' ll make your skin crawl at the thought of me | |
You once thought me a fool | |
But titles change so easily. | |
As you' ll see now | |
Who' s the fool and who is king | |
Who' s dying and who' s triumphing | |
You' ll learn your lesson from a monster once defied by none | |
And now I' m finally able to say you all share this common trait | |
Her heart was cold long before her eyes made her stone | |
You' ll see | |
They' ll tell this story for ages to come | |
She didn' t see me hovering above her like the halo she abandoned | |
Likewise I never laid eyes on the scales of her skin | |
My dexterity terrified her | |
I charmed the blood right out of her neck | |
And while her body collapsed to the floor | |
I grabbed a hold of her head | |
Held it up | |
Dripping | |
To it' s own reflection | |
And forced her to behold her internal demon | |
My battle cry will always echo in her death rattle | |
And now I' m finally able to say you all share this common trait | |
Her heart was cold long before her eyes made her stone | |
You' ll see | |
They' ll tell this story for ages to come | |
As I left | |
You seemed so certain that I would falter | |
But you mistook my confidence for pride | |
I never boast of bloodshed unless I have the heads to prove my slaughter | |
And with her once writhing skull in my grasp at long last | |
And with her wretched, glaring visage burned into my shield | |
And with the knowledge that I' m stronger than you' ll ever be | |
It' s time to regain my throne | |
I' ll cut a crown of serpents from her hair to replace the one you used to wear |