Song | Higher Coward |
Artist | Immolation |
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作曲 : Immolation | |
Cowards, with your empty hearts | |
And narrow minds... | |
So bitterour confusion is overwhelming | |
So aimless and misguided | |
Your search for a higher power | |
Something better than yourselves | |
In a perfect world, your perfect god | |
Is a coward just like you | |
Watch them gather, they flock together | |
For in numbers they feel strength | |
Will you find your way to paradise, | |
Through the darkness within your light | |
To the children, they feed his body | |
Peel his flesh from off the cross | |
In his blood they'll wash away | |
All the dirt from their souls | |
Obedient young, they'll join the flock | |
With minds like clay and hearts so pure | |
Fill them with his words and fears | |
And feed them to the waiting beast | |
His open arms and splendid brilliance | |
Devours those who can not see | |
The dimming light from high above | |
Vanquished by their higher coward | |
How can you glorify and praise | |
One so weak, imperfect and insane | |
The magnitude of his madness is so clear | |
In the eyes of the herd that he keeps | |
Look what you have become | |
Just another like all the rest |
zuo qu : Immolation | |
Cowards, with your empty hearts | |
And narrow minds... | |
So bitterour confusion is overwhelming | |
So aimless and misguided | |
Your search for a higher power | |
Something better than yourselves | |
In a perfect world, your perfect god | |
Is a coward just like you | |
Watch them gather, they flock together | |
For in numbers they feel strength | |
Will you find your way to paradise, | |
Through the darkness within your light | |
To the children, they feed his body | |
Peel his flesh from off the cross | |
In his blood they' ll wash away | |
All the dirt from their souls | |
Obedient young, they' ll join the flock | |
With minds like clay and hearts so pure | |
Fill them with his words and fears | |
And feed them to the waiting beast | |
His open arms and splendid brilliance | |
Devours those who can not see | |
The dimming light from high above | |
Vanquished by their higher coward | |
How can you glorify and praise | |
One so weak, imperfect and insane | |
The magnitude of his madness is so clear | |
In the eyes of the herd that he keeps | |
Look what you have become | |
Just another like all the rest |
zuò qǔ : Immolation | |
Cowards, with your empty hearts | |
And narrow minds... | |
So bitterour confusion is overwhelming | |
So aimless and misguided | |
Your search for a higher power | |
Something better than yourselves | |
In a perfect world, your perfect god | |
Is a coward just like you | |
Watch them gather, they flock together | |
For in numbers they feel strength | |
Will you find your way to paradise, | |
Through the darkness within your light | |
To the children, they feed his body | |
Peel his flesh from off the cross | |
In his blood they' ll wash away | |
All the dirt from their souls | |
Obedient young, they' ll join the flock | |
With minds like clay and hearts so pure | |
Fill them with his words and fears | |
And feed them to the waiting beast | |
His open arms and splendid brilliance | |
Devours those who can not see | |
The dimming light from high above | |
Vanquished by their higher coward | |
How can you glorify and praise | |
One so weak, imperfect and insane | |
The magnitude of his madness is so clear | |
In the eyes of the herd that he keeps | |
Look what you have become | |
Just another like all the rest |