作曲 : Eikens | |
Fame, is what drives a man, | |
To the center of the earth. | |
Master and servants, kings and knights, | |
They will fight for what they're worth. | |
Any man, with a golden tongue, | |
Who's miracles are for sale. | |
Pleasure for pain, salvation for loss, | |
On your coffin he's the nail. | |
Why waste, | |
Any precious time, to wait would be a shame. | |
This taste, | |
Is of victory, with all but you to blame. | |
Why waste, | |
Because in the end, you're grateful for your name. | |
See this man, hear his words, they're the Prophecies of Fame | |
Try to withstand the Prophecies of Fame. | |
Fame, see how we're convinced, | |
He describes the goal you'll reach. | |
Questions and answers, weakness and strength, | |
Devotion is what they preach. | |
Raise your hand, | |
Share your country's pride. | |
As one we stand, | |
Devotion nation-wide. | |
By the time you've lived your life, | |
Memories are all you need. | |
Where're my children, where's my wife? | |
Torn by pride and greed. | |
All alone, | |
In my grief at home, | |
In my endless roam, why? | |
Enter the gates of deception my friend, | |
Here lies no path, no beginning, no end. | |
Try to withstand the Prophecies of Fame. |
zuo qu : Eikens | |
Fame, is what drives a man, | |
To the center of the earth. | |
Master and servants, kings and knights, | |
They will fight for what they' re worth. | |
Any man, with a golden tongue, | |
Who' s miracles are for sale. | |
Pleasure for pain, salvation for loss, | |
On your coffin he' s the nail. | |
Why waste, | |
Any precious time, to wait would be a shame. | |
This taste, | |
Is of victory, with all but you to blame. | |
Why waste, | |
Because in the end, you' re grateful for your name. | |
See this man, hear his words, they' re the Prophecies of Fame | |
Try to withstand the Prophecies of Fame. | |
Fame, see how we' re convinced, | |
He describes the goal you' ll reach. | |
Questions and answers, weakness and strength, | |
Devotion is what they preach. | |
Raise your hand, | |
Share your country' s pride. | |
As one we stand, | |
Devotion nationwide. | |
By the time you' ve lived your life, | |
Memories are all you need. | |
Where' re my children, where' s my wife? | |
Torn by pride and greed. | |
All alone, | |
In my grief at home, | |
In my endless roam, why? | |
Enter the gates of deception my friend, | |
Here lies no path, no beginning, no end. | |
Try to withstand the Prophecies of Fame. |
zuò qǔ : Eikens | |
Fame, is what drives a man, | |
To the center of the earth. | |
Master and servants, kings and knights, | |
They will fight for what they' re worth. | |
Any man, with a golden tongue, | |
Who' s miracles are for sale. | |
Pleasure for pain, salvation for loss, | |
On your coffin he' s the nail. | |
Why waste, | |
Any precious time, to wait would be a shame. | |
This taste, | |
Is of victory, with all but you to blame. | |
Why waste, | |
Because in the end, you' re grateful for your name. | |
See this man, hear his words, they' re the Prophecies of Fame | |
Try to withstand the Prophecies of Fame. | |
Fame, see how we' re convinced, | |
He describes the goal you' ll reach. | |
Questions and answers, weakness and strength, | |
Devotion is what they preach. | |
Raise your hand, | |
Share your country' s pride. | |
As one we stand, | |
Devotion nationwide. | |
By the time you' ve lived your life, | |
Memories are all you need. | |
Where' re my children, where' s my wife? | |
Torn by pride and greed. | |
All alone, | |
In my grief at home, | |
In my endless roam, why? | |
Enter the gates of deception my friend, | |
Here lies no path, no beginning, no end. | |
Try to withstand the Prophecies of Fame. |