| Song | Chlorpromazine |
| Artist | The Agonist |
| Album | Lullabies For The Dormant Mind |
| 作曲 : Agonist | |
| I awoke to a complex chemistry. | |
| So, I went to a neuro-surgeon inquisitively to see what she could see. | |
| But she knows only what she's taught so | |
| I turned to a | |
| Tree to see what he thought. | |
| And he asked: “ | |
| When does three equal plus one?†| |
| The answer is | |
| Birth -- Life's creation. | |
| Then suddenly flames rushed past. | |
| Green turned to black, and life turned to ash. | |
| Because I believe in everything, | |
| I'm convinced of nothing. | |
| United we ran -- divided we crawl. | |
| It just takes a common enemy to make a friend. | |
| Marry hope and fear, invent a colour. | |
| And so, it's gone as quickly as it came. | |
| Raging tides galloped forth to extinguish the flames, and , thus, was born in a cloud above. | |
| But all else was gone, and one plus one equaled one. | |
| In harmony with gravity always bringing everything down. | |
| Tear out your mother tongue chlorpromazine incursion -- the rights of the voiceless will be revealed. | |
| Flesh is food and bone is stone. | |
| A grey-matter cause for inner demons' microphones. | |
| Fields of shells that lurk in murky waters. | |
| A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber. | |
| Logic's tough but brains are sweet, we've served our sup for the demons to feed. | |
| Projected self loathsome apathy redefines reality. | |
| Paranoid self-victimization in a cage of skin; rage and intimidation lack of control bring a once bright life to stone and ice. |
| zuò qǔ : Agonist | |
| I awoke to a complex chemistry. | |
| So, I went to a neurosurgeon inquisitively to see what she could see. | |
| But she knows only what she' s taught so | |
| I turned to a | |
| Tree to see what he thought. | |
| And he asked: | |
| When does three equal plus one? | |
| The answer is | |
| Birth Life' s creation. | |
| Then suddenly flames rushed past. | |
| Green turned to black, and life turned to ash. | |
| Because I believe in everything, | |
| I' m convinced of nothing. | |
| United we ran divided we crawl. | |
| It just takes a common enemy to make a friend. | |
| Marry hope and fear, invent a colour. | |
| And so, it' s gone as quickly as it came. | |
| Raging tides galloped forth to extinguish the flames, and , thus, was born in a cloud above. | |
| But all else was gone, and one plus one equaled one. | |
| In harmony with gravity always bringing everything down. | |
| Tear out your mother tongue chlorpromazine incursion the rights of the voiceless will be revealed. | |
| Flesh is food and bone is stone. | |
| A greymatter cause for inner demons' microphones. | |
| Fields of shells that lurk in murky waters. | |
| A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber. | |
| Logic' s tough but brains are sweet, we' ve served our sup for the demons to feed. | |
| Projected self loathsome apathy redefines reality. | |
| Paranoid selfvictimization in a cage of skin rage and intimidation lack of control bring a once bright life to stone and ice. |