Song | The Dream Is Dead |
Artist | Heaven Shall Burn |
Album | Antigone |
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作曲 : Maik | |
One voice, one power, the people's will arose, | |
Slew the tyrant and burned his castles, brought down | |
A supreme blooded pestilence once more | |
Under the same dawn advocates of wealth and freedom spread their words like prophets do | |
Bring them down! | |
Down to their knees! | |
Down to this greed! | |
Fooling us again, while our screams not even silenced | |
This rage has been a weapon, but our hope will bring the doom | |
So many times | |
I prayed:, so many times | |
I died! We burst the chains | |
And now we should be on our own, but the fear of tomorrow | |
Will drive you to their arms again | |
The golden age we're celebrating creeps out of the womb of the same old lie | |
A child of tyranny and hatred | |
A heaven for the chosen few |
zuo qu : Maik | |
One voice, one power, the people' s will arose, | |
Slew the tyrant and burned his castles, brought down | |
A supreme blooded pestilence once more | |
Under the same dawn advocates of wealth and freedom spread their words like prophets do | |
Bring them down! | |
Down to their knees! | |
Down to this greed! | |
Fooling us again, while our screams not even silenced | |
This rage has been a weapon, but our hope will bring the doom | |
So many times | |
I prayed:, so many times | |
I died! We burst the chains | |
And now we should be on our own, but the fear of tomorrow | |
Will drive you to their arms again | |
The golden age we' re celebrating creeps out of the womb of the same old lie | |
A child of tyranny and hatred | |
A heaven for the chosen few |
zuò qǔ : Maik | |
One voice, one power, the people' s will arose, | |
Slew the tyrant and burned his castles, brought down | |
A supreme blooded pestilence once more | |
Under the same dawn advocates of wealth and freedom spread their words like prophets do | |
Bring them down! | |
Down to their knees! | |
Down to this greed! | |
Fooling us again, while our screams not even silenced | |
This rage has been a weapon, but our hope will bring the doom | |
So many times | |
I prayed:, so many times | |
I died! We burst the chains | |
And now we should be on our own, but the fear of tomorrow | |
Will drive you to their arms again | |
The golden age we' re celebrating creeps out of the womb of the same old lie | |
A child of tyranny and hatred | |
A heaven for the chosen few |