| 作词 : Ellsworth, Verni | |
| Torn in disarray, listen what I say | |
| Brand your people, let them go | |
| Send them on their way | |
| Worn the fired plead, give them what they need | |
| Kill your people let them die | |
| Before they plant the seed | |
| Born, the black creation | |
| Sure, to never die | |
| In crimson sorrow rise, not to compromise | |
| No one knows where the cold wind blows | |
| Until it's in their eyes | |
| In guarded disbelief, the crimson turns to grief | |
| The loyalty you knew so well | |
| Now stuck between your teeth | |
| Born in desolation | |
| Sure to never die | |
| I am God's creation | |
| I see the light of death | |
| Within your eyes | |
| Breath the devil's creation | |
| With a mouthful of flies | |
| I am the scourge of the nation | |
| Harbored within your eyes | |
| Never wore the crimson red | |
| Never thorns adorned the head | |
| When was what we used to be | |
| Now is what we'll always see | |
| Left unto complacency | |
| To right the wrong conspiracy | |
| Never what you used to see | |
| With eyes adorned in misery | |
| Choose commit right or wrong | |
| The road reaming ever long | |
| Truth in anger's compromise | |
| That shine the lies within your eyes | |
| Never was mistaken, never was the prize | |
| Never unforsaken, hide within your eyes | |
| Never an illusion, the ever rising tide | |
| This the constitution, harbored in your eyes |
| zuo ci : Ellsworth, Verni | |
| Torn in disarray, listen what I say | |
| Brand your people, let them go | |
| Send them on their way | |
| Worn the fired plead, give them what they need | |
| Kill your people let them die | |
| Before they plant the seed | |
| Born, the black creation | |
| Sure, to never die | |
| In crimson sorrow rise, not to compromise | |
| No one knows where the cold wind blows | |
| Until it' s in their eyes | |
| In guarded disbelief, the crimson turns to grief | |
| The loyalty you knew so well | |
| Now stuck between your teeth | |
| Born in desolation | |
| Sure to never die | |
| I am God' s creation | |
| I see the light of death | |
| Within your eyes | |
| Breath the devil' s creation | |
| With a mouthful of flies | |
| I am the scourge of the nation | |
| Harbored within your eyes | |
| Never wore the crimson red | |
| Never thorns adorned the head | |
| When was what we used to be | |
| Now is what we' ll always see | |
| Left unto complacency | |
| To right the wrong conspiracy | |
| Never what you used to see | |
| With eyes adorned in misery | |
| Choose commit right or wrong | |
| The road reaming ever long | |
| Truth in anger' s compromise | |
| That shine the lies within your eyes | |
| Never was mistaken, never was the prize | |
| Never unforsaken, hide within your eyes | |
| Never an illusion, the ever rising tide | |
| This the constitution, harbored in your eyes |
| zuò cí : Ellsworth, Verni | |
| Torn in disarray, listen what I say | |
| Brand your people, let them go | |
| Send them on their way | |
| Worn the fired plead, give them what they need | |
| Kill your people let them die | |
| Before they plant the seed | |
| Born, the black creation | |
| Sure, to never die | |
| In crimson sorrow rise, not to compromise | |
| No one knows where the cold wind blows | |
| Until it' s in their eyes | |
| In guarded disbelief, the crimson turns to grief | |
| The loyalty you knew so well | |
| Now stuck between your teeth | |
| Born in desolation | |
| Sure to never die | |
| I am God' s creation | |
| I see the light of death | |
| Within your eyes | |
| Breath the devil' s creation | |
| With a mouthful of flies | |
| I am the scourge of the nation | |
| Harbored within your eyes | |
| Never wore the crimson red | |
| Never thorns adorned the head | |
| When was what we used to be | |
| Now is what we' ll always see | |
| Left unto complacency | |
| To right the wrong conspiracy | |
| Never what you used to see | |
| With eyes adorned in misery | |
| Choose commit right or wrong | |
| The road reaming ever long | |
| Truth in anger' s compromise | |
| That shine the lies within your eyes | |
| Never was mistaken, never was the prize | |
| Never unforsaken, hide within your eyes | |
| Never an illusion, the ever rising tide | |
| This the constitution, harbored in your eyes |
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