Song | Fractured by the Fall |
Artist | Light This City |
Album | Remains of the Gods |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Murray, Nichol | |
This frustration is mounting | |
And my greed is so overbearing | |
It seems as if I'm never satisfied | |
With the precious things I possess | |
Could it be that this means nothing | |
Or am I worshiping false and empty idols | |
I've got the holy grail | |
But where's my wine to fill it | |
I've been blessed with the Midas touch | |
Now where are my diamonds | |
I've found the fountain of yout | |
Which grants eternal life, | |
Just to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead | |
Dead-end paths to my happiness | |
What I seek can never be achieved | |
The winged horsed knows a boundary | |
A mountaintop I cannot reach | |
Could it be each day we fly higher | |
I'm plummeting further from my dreams | |
I've got the holy grail | |
But where's my wine to fill it | |
I've been blessed with the Midas touch | |
Now where are my diamonds | |
I've found the fountain of youth, | |
Which grants eternal life | |
Just to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead | |
All I ever wanted was more | |
Even if it meant exploiting you | |
You just served as transportation | |
To my forbidden destination | |
To the lands inhabited by the gods | |
To whoever finds this note | |
I'm only writing to relate my disgust | |
For the whole of humanity | |
Including me | |
All hope is lost |
zuo qu : Murray, Nichol | |
This frustration is mounting | |
And my greed is so overbearing | |
It seems as if I' m never satisfied | |
With the precious things I possess | |
Could it be that this means nothing | |
Or am I worshiping false and empty idols | |
I' ve got the holy grail | |
But where' s my wine to fill it | |
I' ve been blessed with the Midas touch | |
Now where are my diamonds | |
I' ve found the fountain of yout | |
Which grants eternal life, | |
Just to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead | |
Deadend paths to my happiness | |
What I seek can never be achieved | |
The winged horsed knows a boundary | |
A mountaintop I cannot reach | |
Could it be each day we fly higher | |
I' m plummeting further from my dreams | |
I' ve got the holy grail | |
But where' s my wine to fill it | |
I' ve been blessed with the Midas touch | |
Now where are my diamonds | |
I' ve found the fountain of youth, | |
Which grants eternal life | |
Just to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead | |
All I ever wanted was more | |
Even if it meant exploiting you | |
You just served as transportation | |
To my forbidden destination | |
To the lands inhabited by the gods | |
To whoever finds this note | |
I' m only writing to relate my disgust | |
For the whole of humanity | |
Including me | |
All hope is lost |
zuò qǔ : Murray, Nichol | |
This frustration is mounting | |
And my greed is so overbearing | |
It seems as if I' m never satisfied | |
With the precious things I possess | |
Could it be that this means nothing | |
Or am I worshiping false and empty idols | |
I' ve got the holy grail | |
But where' s my wine to fill it | |
I' ve been blessed with the Midas touch | |
Now where are my diamonds | |
I' ve found the fountain of yout | |
Which grants eternal life, | |
Just to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead | |
Deadend paths to my happiness | |
What I seek can never be achieved | |
The winged horsed knows a boundary | |
A mountaintop I cannot reach | |
Could it be each day we fly higher | |
I' m plummeting further from my dreams | |
I' ve got the holy grail | |
But where' s my wine to fill it | |
I' ve been blessed with the Midas touch | |
Now where are my diamonds | |
I' ve found the fountain of youth, | |
Which grants eternal life | |
Just to realize Heaven only welcomes the dead | |
All I ever wanted was more | |
Even if it meant exploiting you | |
You just served as transportation | |
To my forbidden destination | |
To the lands inhabited by the gods | |
To whoever finds this note | |
I' m only writing to relate my disgust | |
For the whole of humanity | |
Including me | |
All hope is lost |