Song | Cybertrash |
Artist | The Kovenant |
Album | SETI |
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作曲 : Kovenant | |
Superstition, disguised as faith | |
The fear of death plagues their eyes | |
Automated animation, a fingerprint personality | |
Born of desperation | |
So terrified that you just might dissappear when you die | |
And that there is no difference between right or wrong | |
Elimination of the modern nation | |
No need for the excess population | |
Twisted monuments of human decay | |
Old death to new beginnings | |
Remake the world in genocide | |
Everything they taught you is a lie | |
Would you die for this? | |
Fake and fractured, soulless and manufactured | |
Would you die for this? | |
Crossbred and numbered, we are cybertrash | |
Proclaimed by a thousand prophets | |
Believed by a million fools | |
Its an endless line of tragedies | |
What is faith but another word for superstition | |
On the ruins of the old | |
Free of the moral waste | |
Perfect and gleaming | |
In the light of the morning star | |
Would you die for my sins? | |
Or would you take my life and try to make it yours? | |
Prove me wrong, but | |
I'll still see it my own way | |
Would you die for this? | |
Fake and fractured, soulless and manufactured | |
Would you die for this? | |
Crossbred and numbered, we are cybertrash |
zuo qu : Kovenant | |
Superstition, disguised as faith | |
The fear of death plagues their eyes | |
Automated animation, a fingerprint personality | |
Born of desperation | |
So terrified that you just might dissappear when you die | |
And that there is no difference between right or wrong | |
Elimination of the modern nation | |
No need for the excess population | |
Twisted monuments of human decay | |
Old death to new beginnings | |
Remake the world in genocide | |
Everything they taught you is a lie | |
Would you die for this? | |
Fake and fractured, soulless and manufactured | |
Would you die for this? | |
Crossbred and numbered, we are cybertrash | |
Proclaimed by a thousand prophets | |
Believed by a million fools | |
Its an endless line of tragedies | |
What is faith but another word for superstition | |
On the ruins of the old | |
Free of the moral waste | |
Perfect and gleaming | |
In the light of the morning star | |
Would you die for my sins? | |
Or would you take my life and try to make it yours? | |
Prove me wrong, but | |
I' ll still see it my own way | |
Would you die for this? | |
Fake and fractured, soulless and manufactured | |
Would you die for this? | |
Crossbred and numbered, we are cybertrash |
zuò qǔ : Kovenant | |
Superstition, disguised as faith | |
The fear of death plagues their eyes | |
Automated animation, a fingerprint personality | |
Born of desperation | |
So terrified that you just might dissappear when you die | |
And that there is no difference between right or wrong | |
Elimination of the modern nation | |
No need for the excess population | |
Twisted monuments of human decay | |
Old death to new beginnings | |
Remake the world in genocide | |
Everything they taught you is a lie | |
Would you die for this? | |
Fake and fractured, soulless and manufactured | |
Would you die for this? | |
Crossbred and numbered, we are cybertrash | |
Proclaimed by a thousand prophets | |
Believed by a million fools | |
Its an endless line of tragedies | |
What is faith but another word for superstition | |
On the ruins of the old | |
Free of the moral waste | |
Perfect and gleaming | |
In the light of the morning star | |
Would you die for my sins? | |
Or would you take my life and try to make it yours? | |
Prove me wrong, but | |
I' ll still see it my own way | |
Would you die for this? | |
Fake and fractured, soulless and manufactured | |
Would you die for this? | |
Crossbred and numbered, we are cybertrash |