| 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 |