Song | Slaughtered in Their Dreams |
Artist | Hatebreed |
Album | The Concrete Confessional |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : James Jasta/Frank Novinec/Chris Beattie/Wayne Lozinak/Matthey P. Byrne | |
作曲 : James Jasta/Frank Novinec/Chris Beattie/Wayne Lozinak/Matthey P. Byrne | |
Evil infects this place | |
All innocence | |
Nailed to a stake | |
I see murder, I see rape | |
I see children slaughtered in their dreams | |
Shedding blood, in its wake | |
There's no end to the hate | |
So we're headed into the flames | |
As we're paralyzed in this state | |
Aggression is their messiah | |
Resentment filled with twisted desire | |
Tempers reveal true repulsion | |
Unending blind devotion | |
[Chorus] | |
Live, how can they live | |
Breathe, how can they breathe | |
Sleep, how do they sleep | |
When there are children slaughtered in their dreams | |
Taking solace, giving pause | |
Now the effect becomes the cause | |
So destructive, so numb | |
Sacrifice will not be enough | |
Progression can never be achieved | |
Soulless in the fiber of their being | |
Deliverance attained by none | |
Expression suppressed once again | |
[Chorus] | |
Butchered, maimed | |
Mangled as they slept | |
Slaughtered, tortured | |
The part we've forgotten | |
Was never to forget | |
Slaughtered, tortured, murdered in their sleep | |
The story we are told is a horror to believe | |
How do we exist, rest and breathe | |
Go about our lives with children dying as they dream |
zuo ci : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
zuo qu : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
Evil infects this place | |
All innocence | |
Nailed to a stake | |
I see murder, I see rape | |
I see children slaughtered in their dreams | |
Shedding blood, in its wake | |
There' s no end to the hate | |
So we' re headed into the flames | |
As we' re paralyzed in this state | |
Aggression is their messiah | |
Resentment filled with twisted desire | |
Tempers reveal true repulsion | |
Unending blind devotion | |
Chorus | |
Live, how can they live | |
Breathe, how can they breathe | |
Sleep, how do they sleep | |
When there are children slaughtered in their dreams | |
Taking solace, giving pause | |
Now the effect becomes the cause | |
So destructive, so numb | |
Sacrifice will not be enough | |
Progression can never be achieved | |
Soulless in the fiber of their being | |
Deliverance attained by none | |
Expression suppressed once again | |
Chorus | |
Butchered, maimed | |
Mangled as they slept | |
Slaughtered, tortured | |
The part we' ve forgotten | |
Was never to forget | |
Slaughtered, tortured, murdered in their sleep | |
The story we are told is a horror to believe | |
How do we exist, rest and breathe | |
Go about our lives with children dying as they dream |
zuò cí : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
zuò qǔ : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
Evil infects this place | |
All innocence | |
Nailed to a stake | |
I see murder, I see rape | |
I see children slaughtered in their dreams | |
Shedding blood, in its wake | |
There' s no end to the hate | |
So we' re headed into the flames | |
As we' re paralyzed in this state | |
Aggression is their messiah | |
Resentment filled with twisted desire | |
Tempers reveal true repulsion | |
Unending blind devotion | |
Chorus | |
Live, how can they live | |
Breathe, how can they breathe | |
Sleep, how do they sleep | |
When there are children slaughtered in their dreams | |
Taking solace, giving pause | |
Now the effect becomes the cause | |
So destructive, so numb | |
Sacrifice will not be enough | |
Progression can never be achieved | |
Soulless in the fiber of their being | |
Deliverance attained by none | |
Expression suppressed once again | |
Chorus | |
Butchered, maimed | |
Mangled as they slept | |
Slaughtered, tortured | |
The part we' ve forgotten | |
Was never to forget | |
Slaughtered, tortured, murdered in their sleep | |
The story we are told is a horror to believe | |
How do we exist, rest and breathe | |
Go about our lives with children dying as they dream |