Song | No One Leaves This Room Sick |
Artist | Sleeping Giant |
Album | Sons Of Thunder |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Green, Gregson, Sleeping Giant | |
Who’s the foolish man? | |
The one who bows his will to a sick and defeated foe. | |
The one who fights. | |
Step from the crowd of the dying, from the shadows. | |
Sickness and panic and death, until you rise. | |
Hell fight me. | |
This is the war I was made for. | |
Love over all. | |
Fight me. | |
In this hollow, faithless, shattered reality. | |
I’ll never fall. | |
Immanuel, I am not my own. | |
Immanuel, I am not alone. | |
Move from the slave state, into the moment of youth speaking earth’s fate. | |
The highest truth. | |
Though our number is small we’re slowing growing, | |
And we heed only King’s call. | |
As He declares: I must have, all the hopeless. | |
I hold the pure staff. Shepherd of truth. | |
Trust my work in you. As you believe Me, I entrust myself too. | |
And I declare. | |
Fight me. | |
Fight me. | |
Fight me. | |
Come and fight me. | |
To the generation I’ve seen in my dreams: you’re the only option the dying world has. | |
And it’s no longer the time for us to play church, it’s time for every one of us to stand up and depend solely on the presence of God inside. | |
Kill me, smash me to the ground. | |
You’ll never defeat me. | |
Flesh and blood. | |
I must prophesy. | |
I will prophesy. | |
To the four winds. | |
We must Prophesy. | |
Immanuel, I am not my own. | |
Immanuel, I am not alone. | |
Immanuel! |
zuo qu : Green, Gregson, Sleeping Giant | |
Who' s the foolish man? | |
The one who bows his will to a sick and defeated foe. | |
The one who fights. | |
Step from the crowd of the dying, from the shadows. | |
Sickness and panic and death, until you rise. | |
Hell fight me. | |
This is the war I was made for. | |
Love over all. | |
Fight me. | |
In this hollow, faithless, shattered reality. | |
I' ll never fall. | |
Immanuel, I am not my own. | |
Immanuel, I am not alone. | |
Move from the slave state, into the moment of youth speaking earth' s fate. | |
The highest truth. | |
Though our number is small we' re slowing growing, | |
And we heed only King' s call. | |
As He declares: I must have, all the hopeless. | |
I hold the pure staff. Shepherd of truth. | |
Trust my work in you. As you believe Me, I entrust myself too. | |
And I declare. | |
Fight me. | |
Fight me. | |
Fight me. | |
Come and fight me. | |
To the generation I' ve seen in my dreams: you' re the only option the dying world has. | |
And it' s no longer the time for us to play church, it' s time for every one of us to stand up and depend solely on the presence of God inside. | |
Kill me, smash me to the ground. | |
You' ll never defeat me. | |
Flesh and blood. | |
I must prophesy. | |
I will prophesy. | |
To the four winds. | |
We must Prophesy. | |
Immanuel, I am not my own. | |
Immanuel, I am not alone. | |
Immanuel! |
zuò qǔ : Green, Gregson, Sleeping Giant | |
Who' s the foolish man? | |
The one who bows his will to a sick and defeated foe. | |
The one who fights. | |
Step from the crowd of the dying, from the shadows. | |
Sickness and panic and death, until you rise. | |
Hell fight me. | |
This is the war I was made for. | |
Love over all. | |
Fight me. | |
In this hollow, faithless, shattered reality. | |
I' ll never fall. | |
Immanuel, I am not my own. | |
Immanuel, I am not alone. | |
Move from the slave state, into the moment of youth speaking earth' s fate. | |
The highest truth. | |
Though our number is small we' re slowing growing, | |
And we heed only King' s call. | |
As He declares: I must have, all the hopeless. | |
I hold the pure staff. Shepherd of truth. | |
Trust my work in you. As you believe Me, I entrust myself too. | |
And I declare. | |
Fight me. | |
Fight me. | |
Fight me. | |
Come and fight me. | |
To the generation I' ve seen in my dreams: you' re the only option the dying world has. | |
And it' s no longer the time for us to play church, it' s time for every one of us to stand up and depend solely on the presence of God inside. | |
Kill me, smash me to the ground. | |
You' ll never defeat me. | |
Flesh and blood. | |
I must prophesy. | |
I will prophesy. | |
To the four winds. | |
We must Prophesy. | |
Immanuel, I am not my own. | |
Immanuel, I am not alone. | |
Immanuel! |