| Song | Raegoul |
| Artist | Vengeance Rising |
| Album | Destruction Comes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Martinez | |
| In a split second of time, | |
| I realize it is over at least that is this life | |
| And in my mind, where ever it was, | |
| I rolled it over | |
| How had I lived? | |
| And what had | |
| I done with my life in | |
| Christ? Just then a smile came in, to the half that was not fried | |
| The smile looked at me and whispered, "Well done", "by the way, my name is jester" | |
| Raegoul, now to wonder | |
| Raegoul, always on his mind | |
| He was, as he was, when he was, walking down the stairs | |
| The stairs, where the lair, of deception had taken place, there | |
| But from this he was spared through the truth, as the truth was, for those who cared | |
| But a trap is a trap, and | |
| I guess only the unsuspecting are snared | |
| Others are not, but are there, scared, bared, dared, pared, teared | |
| He saw with his eyes, and the his eye, what was, what is, and what will be | |
| And it was moments before, through-out the ages of history | |
| Raegoul, worked toward eternity | |
| Raegoul, did today | |
| Raegoul thought about his mother who was about to die | |
| A tear was dried by the speed and the heat of the time | |
| The pressure of it all was really not there | |
| Because only what was done for | |
| Christ at this point really mattered | |
| Perspectives, perspectives, the way an event can make you see | |
| That which is now, and that which will be | |
| The river of time has currents that are winding toward an ocean it is already a part of | |
| However until the last turn of the bend, those floating downstream never really seem to believe that | |
| Mind, fried, sizzled, snap - and yet stronger than before | |
| The tears of compassion, causing me to curl on the floor | |
| Reaching out from within yet not reaching, yet reaching | |
| Knowing the end long before you get there, is a comforting thing in a time like this | |
| Raegoul, God watches you | |
| Raegoul, you've won | |
| This is it, and this it is, this is just what it is, what is it, just what is, just this what | |
| And with answers too, no need to ask, there's plenty here, just don't ask about, what it's about | |
| And round about then, it'll all sort out |
| zuo qu : Martinez | |
| In a split second of time, | |
| I realize it is over at least that is this life | |
| And in my mind, where ever it was, | |
| I rolled it over | |
| How had I lived? | |
| And what had | |
| I done with my life in | |
| Christ? Just then a smile came in, to the half that was not fried | |
| The smile looked at me and whispered, " Well done", " by the way, my name is jester" | |
| Raegoul, now to wonder | |
| Raegoul, always on his mind | |
| He was, as he was, when he was, walking down the stairs | |
| The stairs, where the lair, of deception had taken place, there | |
| But from this he was spared through the truth, as the truth was, for those who cared | |
| But a trap is a trap, and | |
| I guess only the unsuspecting are snared | |
| Others are not, but are there, scared, bared, dared, pared, teared | |
| He saw with his eyes, and the his eye, what was, what is, and what will be | |
| And it was moments before, throughout the ages of history | |
| Raegoul, worked toward eternity | |
| Raegoul, did today | |
| Raegoul thought about his mother who was about to die | |
| A tear was dried by the speed and the heat of the time | |
| The pressure of it all was really not there | |
| Because only what was done for | |
| Christ at this point really mattered | |
| Perspectives, perspectives, the way an event can make you see | |
| That which is now, and that which will be | |
| The river of time has currents that are winding toward an ocean it is already a part of | |
| However until the last turn of the bend, those floating downstream never really seem to believe that | |
| Mind, fried, sizzled, snap and yet stronger than before | |
| The tears of compassion, causing me to curl on the floor | |
| Reaching out from within yet not reaching, yet reaching | |
| Knowing the end long before you get there, is a comforting thing in a time like this | |
| Raegoul, God watches you | |
| Raegoul, you' ve won | |
| This is it, and this it is, this is just what it is, what is it, just what is, just this what | |
| And with answers too, no need to ask, there' s plenty here, just don' t ask about, what it' s about | |
| And round about then, it' ll all sort out |
| zuò qǔ : Martinez | |
| In a split second of time, | |
| I realize it is over at least that is this life | |
| And in my mind, where ever it was, | |
| I rolled it over | |
| How had I lived? | |
| And what had | |
| I done with my life in | |
| Christ? Just then a smile came in, to the half that was not fried | |
| The smile looked at me and whispered, " Well done", " by the way, my name is jester" | |
| Raegoul, now to wonder | |
| Raegoul, always on his mind | |
| He was, as he was, when he was, walking down the stairs | |
| The stairs, where the lair, of deception had taken place, there | |
| But from this he was spared through the truth, as the truth was, for those who cared | |
| But a trap is a trap, and | |
| I guess only the unsuspecting are snared | |
| Others are not, but are there, scared, bared, dared, pared, teared | |
| He saw with his eyes, and the his eye, what was, what is, and what will be | |
| And it was moments before, throughout the ages of history | |
| Raegoul, worked toward eternity | |
| Raegoul, did today | |
| Raegoul thought about his mother who was about to die | |
| A tear was dried by the speed and the heat of the time | |
| The pressure of it all was really not there | |
| Because only what was done for | |
| Christ at this point really mattered | |
| Perspectives, perspectives, the way an event can make you see | |
| That which is now, and that which will be | |
| The river of time has currents that are winding toward an ocean it is already a part of | |
| However until the last turn of the bend, those floating downstream never really seem to believe that | |
| Mind, fried, sizzled, snap and yet stronger than before | |
| The tears of compassion, causing me to curl on the floor | |
| Reaching out from within yet not reaching, yet reaching | |
| Knowing the end long before you get there, is a comforting thing in a time like this | |
| Raegoul, God watches you | |
| Raegoul, you' ve won | |
| This is it, and this it is, this is just what it is, what is it, just what is, just this what | |
| And with answers too, no need to ask, there' s plenty here, just don' t ask about, what it' s about | |
| And round about then, it' ll all sort out |