| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Brandon Park/Brandon Michael/Michael Stancel/Greg Burgess/Riley McShane |
| [00:29.250] | Mourning the loss |
| [00:36.349] | Of what we thought |
| [00:43.858] | we would become... |
| [00:51.092] | As we were once. |
| [01:05.890] | |
| [02:07.732] | As history repeats itself |
| [02:10.030] | We find no solace, only hell on earth. |
| [02:16.805] | To peer upon our actions and reactions as a whole |
| [02:21.119] | As though expecting these circular motions |
| [02:30.527] | To produce a new and different outcome |
| [02:35.011] | Is by definition, truly insanity. |
| [02:39.227] | We must break away from comfort to be truly free. |
| [02:44.033] | Moulting the spirit |
| [02:46.466] | Exposing new and open minds |
| [02:49.007] | To challenge everything |
| [02:51.361] | And abandon compromise |
| [02:53.863] | Ecdysis of the stagnant |
| [02:56.206] | Methods creating binding ties |
| [02:58.656] | Shedding the skin of restricting |
| [03:00.842] | Progress in these turbid times |
| [03:03.321] | Never too late to embrace |
| [03:06.097] | Changes for good |
| [03:07.764] | To be what we want to see in the world |
| [03:12.765] | To leave our pride behind us |
| [03:15.348] | And advance |
| [03:17.491] | To sever ties with all we detest |
| [03:22.848] | When we relieve ourselves |
| [03:24.747] | Of accountability to stand against |
| [03:28.482] | The actions of others, we create room for monsters |
| [03:36.239] | To relish in acceptance |
| [03:38.561] | And stand at odds against us |
| [03:40.898] | In a world without consequences |
| [03:50.127] | Will we provide disservice in ourselves |
| [03:54.451] | And be left completely defenseless? |
| [03:59.293] | Moulting the spirit |
| [04:01.153] | Exposing new and open minds |
| [04:04.192] | To challenge everything |
| [04:06.425] | And abandon compromise |
| [04:08.971] | Ecdysis of the stagnant |
| [04:11.205] | Methods creating binding ties |
| [04:13.818] | Shedding the skin restricting |
| [04:15.970] | Progress in these turbid times |
| [04:18.446] | Never too late to embrace |
| [04:21.295] | Changes for good |
| [04:22.997] | To be what we want to see in the world |
| [04:27.859] | To leave our pride behind us |
| [04:30.515] | And advance |
| [04:32.676] | To sever ties with all that we detest |
| [04:38.679] | |
| [04:57.616] | Be not the weakness adhering to reason |
| [05:01.705] | Disproven time and time again |
| [05:07.128] | Be not the weakness adhering to reason |
| [05:11.466] | Disproven over and over |
| [05:16.801] | All these new instruments of terror |
| [05:21.171] | A plague induced complacency |
| [05:23.460] | In the frightened, blind, and without teeth. |
| [05:26.445] | Amidst atrocities and horrors |
| [05:30.702] | Remain steadfast forever fighting back |
| [05:33.836] | Abandon faith and revery |
| [05:36.628] | For these things will not save you |
| [05:41.003] | In these divine and writhing strands |
| [05:45.858] | For these things will not save you |
| [05:50.678] | You must design with thine own hands. |
| [05:55.783] | Mourning the thought |
| [06:02.429] | of what we lost |
| [06:09.959] | We will live up |
| [06:16.681] | to what we become |
| [06:25.540] | |
| [07:53.748] | Changes in our behaviour |
| [07:58.225] | age of darkness, erasure |
| [08:02.944] | and failure to stay above the rising flood |
| [08:09.098] | and breathe in the air that stings our lungs |
| [08:14.800] | |
| [08:42.000] | Weak and wailing |
| [08:45.503] | Beneath a failing |
| [08:49.257] | Infrastructure |
| [08:52.665] | Of stolen cultures |
| [08:56.676] | Hands are tracing |
| [09:00.176] | And misshaping |
| [09:03.583] | A future fading |
| [09:07.207] | Unless something is done |
| [09:11.106] | What will we become? |
| [09:40.604] |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Brandon Park Brandon Michael Michael Stancel Greg Burgess Riley McShane |
| [00:29.250] | Mourning the loss |
| [00:36.349] | Of what we thought |
| [00:43.858] | we would become... |
| [00:51.092] | As we were once. |
| [01:05.890] | |
| [02:07.732] | As history repeats itself |
| [02:10.030] | We find no solace, only hell on earth. |
| [02:16.805] | To peer upon our actions and reactions as a whole |
| [02:21.119] | As though expecting these circular motions |
| [02:30.527] | To produce a new and different outcome |
| [02:35.011] | Is by definition, truly insanity. |
| [02:39.227] | We must break away from comfort to be truly free. |
| [02:44.033] | Moulting the spirit |
| [02:46.466] | Exposing new and open minds |
| [02:49.007] | To challenge everything |
| [02:51.361] | And abandon compromise |
| [02:53.863] | Ecdysis of the stagnant |
| [02:56.206] | Methods creating binding ties |
| [02:58.656] | Shedding the skin of restricting |
| [03:00.842] | Progress in these turbid times |
| [03:03.321] | Never too late to embrace |
| [03:06.097] | Changes for good |
| [03:07.764] | To be what we want to see in the world |
| [03:12.765] | To leave our pride behind us |
| [03:15.348] | And advance |
| [03:17.491] | To sever ties with all we detest |
| [03:22.848] | When we relieve ourselves |
| [03:24.747] | Of accountability to stand against |
| [03:28.482] | The actions of others, we create room for monsters |
| [03:36.239] | To relish in acceptance |
| [03:38.561] | And stand at odds against us |
| [03:40.898] | In a world without consequences |
| [03:50.127] | Will we provide disservice in ourselves |
| [03:54.451] | And be left completely defenseless? |
| [03:59.293] | Moulting the spirit |
| [04:01.153] | Exposing new and open minds |
| [04:04.192] | To challenge everything |
| [04:06.425] | And abandon compromise |
| [04:08.971] | Ecdysis of the stagnant |
| [04:11.205] | Methods creating binding ties |
| [04:13.818] | Shedding the skin restricting |
| [04:15.970] | Progress in these turbid times |
| [04:18.446] | Never too late to embrace |
| [04:21.295] | Changes for good |
| [04:22.997] | To be what we want to see in the world |
| [04:27.859] | To leave our pride behind us |
| [04:30.515] | And advance |
| [04:32.676] | To sever ties with all that we detest |
| [04:38.679] | |
| [04:57.616] | Be not the weakness adhering to reason |
| [05:01.705] | Disproven time and time again |
| [05:07.128] | Be not the weakness adhering to reason |
| [05:11.466] | Disproven over and over |
| [05:16.801] | All these new instruments of terror |
| [05:21.171] | A plague induced complacency |
| [05:23.460] | In the frightened, blind, and without teeth. |
| [05:26.445] | Amidst atrocities and horrors |
| [05:30.702] | Remain steadfast forever fighting back |
| [05:33.836] | Abandon faith and revery |
| [05:36.628] | For these things will not save you |
| [05:41.003] | In these divine and writhing strands |
| [05:45.858] | For these things will not save you |
| [05:50.678] | You must design with thine own hands. |
| [05:55.783] | Mourning the thought |
| [06:02.429] | of what we lost |
| [06:09.959] | We will live up |
| [06:16.681] | to what we become |
| [06:25.540] | |
| [07:53.748] | Changes in our behaviour |
| [07:58.225] | age of darkness, erasure |
| [08:02.944] | and failure to stay above the rising flood |
| [08:09.098] | and breathe in the air that stings our lungs |
| [08:14.800] | |
| [08:42.000] | Weak and wailing |
| [08:45.503] | Beneath a failing |
| [08:49.257] | Infrastructure |
| [08:52.665] | Of stolen cultures |
| [08:56.676] | Hands are tracing |
| [09:00.176] | And misshaping |
| [09:03.583] | A future fading |
| [09:07.207] | Unless something is done |
| [09:11.106] | What will we become? |
| [09:40.604] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Brandon Park Brandon Michael Michael Stancel Greg Burgess Riley McShane |
| [00:29.250] | Mourning the loss |
| [00:36.349] | Of what we thought |
| [00:43.858] | we would become... |
| [00:51.092] | As we were once. |
| [01:05.890] | |
| [02:07.732] | As history repeats itself |
| [02:10.030] | We find no solace, only hell on earth. |
| [02:16.805] | To peer upon our actions and reactions as a whole |
| [02:21.119] | As though expecting these circular motions |
| [02:30.527] | To produce a new and different outcome |
| [02:35.011] | Is by definition, truly insanity. |
| [02:39.227] | We must break away from comfort to be truly free. |
| [02:44.033] | Moulting the spirit |
| [02:46.466] | Exposing new and open minds |
| [02:49.007] | To challenge everything |
| [02:51.361] | And abandon compromise |
| [02:53.863] | Ecdysis of the stagnant |
| [02:56.206] | Methods creating binding ties |
| [02:58.656] | Shedding the skin of restricting |
| [03:00.842] | Progress in these turbid times |
| [03:03.321] | Never too late to embrace |
| [03:06.097] | Changes for good |
| [03:07.764] | To be what we want to see in the world |
| [03:12.765] | To leave our pride behind us |
| [03:15.348] | And advance |
| [03:17.491] | To sever ties with all we detest |
| [03:22.848] | When we relieve ourselves |
| [03:24.747] | Of accountability to stand against |
| [03:28.482] | The actions of others, we create room for monsters |
| [03:36.239] | To relish in acceptance |
| [03:38.561] | And stand at odds against us |
| [03:40.898] | In a world without consequences |
| [03:50.127] | Will we provide disservice in ourselves |
| [03:54.451] | And be left completely defenseless? |
| [03:59.293] | Moulting the spirit |
| [04:01.153] | Exposing new and open minds |
| [04:04.192] | To challenge everything |
| [04:06.425] | And abandon compromise |
| [04:08.971] | Ecdysis of the stagnant |
| [04:11.205] | Methods creating binding ties |
| [04:13.818] | Shedding the skin restricting |
| [04:15.970] | Progress in these turbid times |
| [04:18.446] | Never too late to embrace |
| [04:21.295] | Changes for good |
| [04:22.997] | To be what we want to see in the world |
| [04:27.859] | To leave our pride behind us |
| [04:30.515] | And advance |
| [04:32.676] | To sever ties with all that we detest |
| [04:38.679] | |
| [04:57.616] | Be not the weakness adhering to reason |
| [05:01.705] | Disproven time and time again |
| [05:07.128] | Be not the weakness adhering to reason |
| [05:11.466] | Disproven over and over |
| [05:16.801] | All these new instruments of terror |
| [05:21.171] | A plague induced complacency |
| [05:23.460] | In the frightened, blind, and without teeth. |
| [05:26.445] | Amidst atrocities and horrors |
| [05:30.702] | Remain steadfast forever fighting back |
| [05:33.836] | Abandon faith and revery |
| [05:36.628] | For these things will not save you |
| [05:41.003] | In these divine and writhing strands |
| [05:45.858] | For these things will not save you |
| [05:50.678] | You must design with thine own hands. |
| [05:55.783] | Mourning the thought |
| [06:02.429] | of what we lost |
| [06:09.959] | We will live up |
| [06:16.681] | to what we become |
| [06:25.540] | |
| [07:53.748] | Changes in our behaviour |
| [07:58.225] | age of darkness, erasure |
| [08:02.944] | and failure to stay above the rising flood |
| [08:09.098] | and breathe in the air that stings our lungs |
| [08:14.800] | |
| [08:42.000] | Weak and wailing |
| [08:45.503] | Beneath a failing |
| [08:49.257] | Infrastructure |
| [08:52.665] | Of stolen cultures |
| [08:56.676] | Hands are tracing |
| [09:00.176] | And misshaping |
| [09:03.583] | A future fading |
| [09:07.207] | Unless something is done |
| [09:11.106] | What will we become? |
| [09:40.604] |