| Song | The Sadist Nation |
| Artist | Darkest Hour |
| Album | Hidden Hands of a Sadist Nation (Re-Issue) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Darkest Hour | |
| One nation under the gun | |
| Where forward thinking is shunned | |
| A morbid tradition | |
| Of archaic value systems | |
| Where violence justified | |
| Is just another pride | |
| Under the surface lies | |
| A holy plastic empire | |
| With guarded golden fences | |
| Where misfortune | |
| Shelters decisions | |
| A pain wrought from blood flowing green | |
| The myth of protection | |
| Is a sick fascination | |
| A culture of violence is what you are feeding | |
| Fear is an heirloom | |
| And hate is contagious | |
| A nation of sadists is what you are breeding | |
| It's everywhere | |
| It's everywhere that you see | |
| But who decides | |
| If you watch or turn the other cheek | |
| And only in your mind | |
| Is it your given right to be armed to the teeth | |
| It's a common disease | |
| The only immunity is to disarm | |
| This holy plastic empire disease |
| zuo qu : Darkest Hour | |
| One nation under the gun | |
| Where forward thinking is shunned | |
| A morbid tradition | |
| Of archaic value systems | |
| Where violence justified | |
| Is just another pride | |
| Under the surface lies | |
| A holy plastic empire | |
| With guarded golden fences | |
| Where misfortune | |
| Shelters decisions | |
| A pain wrought from blood flowing green | |
| The myth of protection | |
| Is a sick fascination | |
| A culture of violence is what you are feeding | |
| Fear is an heirloom | |
| And hate is contagious | |
| A nation of sadists is what you are breeding | |
| It' s everywhere | |
| It' s everywhere that you see | |
| But who decides | |
| If you watch or turn the other cheek | |
| And only in your mind | |
| Is it your given right to be armed to the teeth | |
| It' s a common disease | |
| The only immunity is to disarm | |
| This holy plastic empire disease |
| zuò qǔ : Darkest Hour | |
| One nation under the gun | |
| Where forward thinking is shunned | |
| A morbid tradition | |
| Of archaic value systems | |
| Where violence justified | |
| Is just another pride | |
| Under the surface lies | |
| A holy plastic empire | |
| With guarded golden fences | |
| Where misfortune | |
| Shelters decisions | |
| A pain wrought from blood flowing green | |
| The myth of protection | |
| Is a sick fascination | |
| A culture of violence is what you are feeding | |
| Fear is an heirloom | |
| And hate is contagious | |
| A nation of sadists is what you are breeding | |
| It' s everywhere | |
| It' s everywhere that you see | |
| But who decides | |
| If you watch or turn the other cheek | |
| And only in your mind | |
| Is it your given right to be armed to the teeth | |
| It' s a common disease | |
| The only immunity is to disarm | |
| This holy plastic empire disease |