| Song | King Of Loss |
| Artist | Pain of Salvation |
| Album | The Perfect Element Part I |
| 作曲 : Gildenlöw | |
| Mother, at my first breath | |
| Every paragraph was set | |
| As I inhaled the scent of debt | |
| Mother, that first stolen air | |
| Taken as a legal sign | |
| On papers saying | |
| I'm not mine "We crown you, the King of Loss... Better get on your feet Best be one of us Better get yourself on the list For success Dress up as a State investment Charm the press A breed from the seed of only One short breath" | |
| Mother, hence we cry: | |
| Some of us are free to stand | |
| Most of us are bound to lie | |
| In those bloodstained beds | |
| No one can afford to pay | |
| The prices on their babies' heads | |
| I am the King of | |
| Loss! For every dear smile | |
| I feel I'm not one of us "An ivory coin for every plus on your stone" "One more governmental blade Now drawn from its sheath Quite a bargain I'd say since either way You will live by the show of our teeth!" | |
| Mother, I wish that we could talk | |
| You see I'm not fit to play this game | |
| Bound by its rules just the same | |
| My talents turned to talons | |
| Every monetary pile | |
| Will buy me a precious smile... smile... | |
| So smile for the | |
| King of Loss | |
| Feed from the juices | |
| Bleeding from this cross | |
| Then tell me our lives mean more | |
| Than this vain thirst! "A governmental blade Drawn from its private sheath Quite a bargain I'd say, since either way You'll be living by the show of our..." | |
| I hold up my head | |
| This was my life | |
| Now I'm with the dead | |
| So I lay my bare neck | |
| This is your call | |
| Dub a king or a wreck (Mother, listen to me mother) | |
| This was my life | |
| This is your call | |
| Is this all | |
| I am? Is this all | |
| I'll be? This is not enough! | |
| We're all crying for respect and attention | |
| We're all dying for a painless redemption! | |
| This is not what | |
| I wanted But for every drop of blood | |
| I lost myself | |
| I, too, lay bleeding on the sidewalk... | |
| Mother Long live the dying king "A governmental blade Now drawn from its private sheath Quite a bargain I'd say, since either way I will live by the show of your teeth..." |
| zuò qǔ : Gildenl w | |
| Mother, at my first breath | |
| Every paragraph was set | |
| As I inhaled the scent of debt | |
| Mother, that first stolen air | |
| Taken as a legal sign | |
| On papers saying | |
| I' m not mine " We crown you, the King of Loss... Better get on your feet Best be one of us Better get yourself on the list For success Dress up as a State investment Charm the press A breed from the seed of only One short breath" | |
| Mother, hence we cry: | |
| Some of us are free to stand | |
| Most of us are bound to lie | |
| In those bloodstained beds | |
| No one can afford to pay | |
| The prices on their babies' heads | |
| I am the King of | |
| Loss! For every dear smile | |
| I feel I' m not one of us " An ivory coin for every plus on your stone" " One more governmental blade Now drawn from its sheath Quite a bargain I' d say since either way You will live by the show of our teeth!" | |
| Mother, I wish that we could talk | |
| You see I' m not fit to play this game | |
| Bound by its rules just the same | |
| My talents turned to talons | |
| Every monetary pile | |
| Will buy me a precious smile... smile... | |
| So smile for the | |
| King of Loss | |
| Feed from the juices | |
| Bleeding from this cross | |
| Then tell me our lives mean more | |
| Than this vain thirst! " A governmental blade Drawn from its private sheath Quite a bargain I' d say, since either way You' ll be living by the show of our..." | |
| I hold up my head | |
| This was my life | |
| Now I' m with the dead | |
| So I lay my bare neck | |
| This is your call | |
| Dub a king or a wreck Mother, listen to me mother | |
| This was my life | |
| This is your call | |
| Is this all | |
| I am? Is this all | |
| I' ll be? This is not enough! | |
| We' re all crying for respect and attention | |
| We' re all dying for a painless redemption! | |
| This is not what | |
| I wanted But for every drop of blood | |
| I lost myself | |
| I, too, lay bleeding on the sidewalk... | |
| Mother Long live the dying king " A governmental blade Now drawn from its private sheath Quite a bargain I' d say, since either way I will live by the show of your teeth..." |