| 作词 : Pennywise | |
| Eighteen soldiers, five days away | |
| Caged in silence, lying awake | |
| Ragged tirades are dead at the stake | |
| Raging sirens but nobody pays | |
| We got nothing but time | |
| Overacting out in cynical times | |
| When the rain starts coming down | |
| The search for absolution is dry | |
| Eighteen fathers visit the graves | |
| Locked in violence, resigned to their fate | |
| Fallen idols are cracked at the base | |
| Hollow silence alone in their place | |
| Retaliation is blind | |
| With underestimated losses of life | |
| And the stains of blood are bold | |
| And visible beneath the divide | |
| We're caught up in it, we can't forget it | |
| Forget your losses and don't regret it |
| zuo ci : Pennywise | |
| Eighteen soldiers, five days away | |
| Caged in silence, lying awake | |
| Ragged tirades are dead at the stake | |
| Raging sirens but nobody pays | |
| We got nothing but time | |
| Overacting out in cynical times | |
| When the rain starts coming down | |
| The search for absolution is dry | |
| Eighteen fathers visit the graves | |
| Locked in violence, resigned to their fate | |
| Fallen idols are cracked at the base | |
| Hollow silence alone in their place | |
| Retaliation is blind | |
| With underestimated losses of life | |
| And the stains of blood are bold | |
| And visible beneath the divide | |
| We' re caught up in it, we can' t forget it | |
| Forget your losses and don' t regret it |
| zuò cí : Pennywise | |
| Eighteen soldiers, five days away | |
| Caged in silence, lying awake | |
| Ragged tirades are dead at the stake | |
| Raging sirens but nobody pays | |
| We got nothing but time | |
| Overacting out in cynical times | |
| When the rain starts coming down | |
| The search for absolution is dry | |
| Eighteen fathers visit the graves | |
| Locked in violence, resigned to their fate | |
| Fallen idols are cracked at the base | |
| Hollow silence alone in their place | |
| Retaliation is blind | |
| With underestimated losses of life | |
| And the stains of blood are bold | |
| And visible beneath the divide | |
| We' re caught up in it, we can' t forget it | |
| Forget your losses and don' t regret it |
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