| Song | Too Many Broken Cease Fires |
| Artist | Disillusion |
| Album | Gloria |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Film-M, Schmidt | |
| I'm bound in shades of leaves | |
| But I keep the gun | |
| Violent dreams in the sun | |
| Some reasoning | |
| Now tedious in | |
| Now tedious in | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I'm sure this won't end peacefully | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow | |
| Nursed with tears and boredom | |
| Uncounted broken hopes | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I know they will be back for me | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| It is written in my eyes | |
| Cast into my forehead | |
| A smile just won't disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| The scent of lilies is sweeping through the room | |
| The scent of joyful days but now they are in bloom | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I know this won't end peacefully | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| It is written in your eyes | |
| Cast into your forehead | |
| A smile just won't disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow | |
| Nursed with tears and lies | |
| Myriads of broken hopes | |
| Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers | |
| Forgotten, gone a long lapsed fierce embrace | |
| What happened here? | |
| What happened then? | |
| The scope grew thin | |
| Glares narrowed in | |
| Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers | |
| Now let me go and face the insult | |
| It is written in my eyes | |
| Cast into my forehead | |
| A smile just won't disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| It is written in your eyes | |
| Cast into your forehead | |
| A smile just won't disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams |
| zuo qu : FilmM, Schmidt | |
| I' m bound in shades of leaves | |
| But I keep the gun | |
| Violent dreams in the sun | |
| Some reasoning | |
| Now tedious in | |
| Now tedious in | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I' m sure this won' t end peacefully | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow | |
| Nursed with tears and boredom | |
| Uncounted broken hopes | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I know they will be back for me | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| It is written in my eyes | |
| Cast into my forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| The scent of lilies is sweeping through the room | |
| The scent of joyful days but now they are in bloom | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I know this won' t end peacefully | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| It is written in your eyes | |
| Cast into your forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow | |
| Nursed with tears and lies | |
| Myriads of broken hopes | |
| Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers | |
| Forgotten, gone a long lapsed fierce embrace | |
| What happened here? | |
| What happened then? | |
| The scope grew thin | |
| Glares narrowed in | |
| Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers | |
| Now let me go and face the insult | |
| It is written in my eyes | |
| Cast into my forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| It is written in your eyes | |
| Cast into your forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams |
| zuò qǔ : FilmM, Schmidt | |
| I' m bound in shades of leaves | |
| But I keep the gun | |
| Violent dreams in the sun | |
| Some reasoning | |
| Now tedious in | |
| Now tedious in | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I' m sure this won' t end peacefully | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow | |
| Nursed with tears and boredom | |
| Uncounted broken hopes | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I know they will be back for me | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| It is written in my eyes | |
| Cast into my forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| The scent of lilies is sweeping through the room | |
| The scent of joyful days but now they are in bloom | |
| I know they come for me | |
| I know this won' t end peacefully | |
| I know they come for me and all I do is laugh | |
| It is written in your eyes | |
| Cast into your forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow | |
| Nursed with tears and lies | |
| Myriads of broken hopes | |
| Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers | |
| Forgotten, gone a long lapsed fierce embrace | |
| What happened here? | |
| What happened then? | |
| The scope grew thin | |
| Glares narrowed in | |
| Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers | |
| Now let me go and face the insult | |
| It is written in my eyes | |
| Cast into my forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams | |
| It is written in your eyes | |
| Cast into your forehead | |
| A smile just won' t disguise | |
| The end of all our pale dreams |