The Deaf Policemen

	作曲 : Scogin
	Place, this is where
	The giants roam, and their horses stand so tall
	And their fists engaged
	And fingers bent back to the palm, except one
	You ain't seen nothing yet
	And all my judges burn, from their gunshot eyes
	A direct line that travels at the speed of light
	Into my heart, into my mind
	I read between the lions
	The forest grows from their eyes
	I was not placed upon the grass
	Of this ever fading earth
	For a standing ovation, and its romance
	I was placed for the warning, so heed the warning
	And they cannot look away
	For if they do
	And cross paths with a wall
	That reflects all it sees
	And it shows the truth
	Shows the fake
	Shows the past
	Show all of the mistakes
	And it shows everything
	That they refuse to see
	Because if there's blood on the roots
	Then there's blood on the branches

	zuò qǔ : Scogin
	Place, this is where
	The giants roam, and their horses stand so tall
	And their fists engaged
	And fingers bent back to the palm, except one
	You ain' t seen nothing yet
	And all my judges burn, from their gunshot eyes
	A direct line that travels at the speed of light
	Into my heart, into my mind
	I read between the lions
	The forest grows from their eyes
	I was not placed upon the grass
	Of this ever fading earth
	For a standing ovation, and its romance
	I was placed for the warning, so heed the warning
	And they cannot look away
	For if they do
	And cross paths with a wall
	That reflects all it sees
	And it shows the truth
	Shows the fake
	Shows the past
	Show all of the mistakes
	And it shows everything
	That they refuse to see
	Because if there' s blood on the roots
	Then there' s blood on the branches