Song | Laying the Demon to Rest |
Artist | Theocracy |
Album | Mirror of Souls |
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作曲 : Smith | |
As I sit alone and tired, with time to spare | |
temptation rears its ugly head | |
Born from a deceptive dream into a nightmare | |
it calls to me again | |
Testing me to see if I will break this time | |
or at least how far I'll bend | |
I can see its glowing eyes and hear its evil cries | |
'Come dance with me, my friend...' | |
So, the things that I want to do | |
I find myself not doing | |
but the things that I don't want to do | |
I fall into | |
(Why?) | |
Why do we struggle with the former things | |
and live in our own power below our means? | |
(War) | |
Don't you understand this is war? | |
War with the principalities and powers | |
things unseen that would devour us all | |
(The spirit battles the flesh) | |
And now my wounds are deep | |
and torn wide open | |
I'm tired and weary, hurt and broken down | |
(Lead us not) | |
into temptation | |
(but deliver us) | |
from the evil one | |
(Darkness falls) | |
On my spirit again | |
(Again temptation calls) | |
I can hear it | |
As the battle rages on and on | |
I face the things that put my faith to the test | |
When fallen angels won't leave me alone | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
When my sword has broken off in my hand | |
I see the dark futility of the flesh | |
When I'm about to fall, please help me stand | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
They're on my back | |
I run, but I can feel their talons | |
digging in my flesh | |
Blood trickles down upon the earth | |
and I grow weaker with each breath | |
Each time I shake one off | |
another wraps its teeth around my neck | |
And every time, the one, the thorn is there | |
To tear me down again | |
The angels counterstrike | |
Their flaming swords slice through the fallen ones | |
The demons reunite, attack again | |
The cycle has begun | |
Caught in the middle of this present darkness | |
with nowhere to run | |
We're in a holy war | |
As it is written, so shall it be done | |
Where there's a will, there's a way, they say | |
but sometimes my will seems to get in the way | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
As the battle rages on and on | |
I face the things that put my faith to the test | |
When fallen angels won't leave me alone | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
When my sword has broken off in my hand | |
I see the dark futility of the flesh | |
When I'm about to fall, please help me stand | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
To rest | |
To rest | |
To rest | |
To rest |
zuo qu : Smith | |
As I sit alone and tired, with time to spare | |
temptation rears its ugly head | |
Born from a deceptive dream into a nightmare | |
it calls to me again | |
Testing me to see if I will break this time | |
or at least how far I' ll bend | |
I can see its glowing eyes and hear its evil cries | |
' Come dance with me, my friend...' | |
So, the things that I want to do | |
I find myself not doing | |
but the things that I don' t want to do | |
I fall into | |
Why? | |
Why do we struggle with the former things | |
and live in our own power below our means? | |
War | |
Don' t you understand this is war? | |
War with the principalities and powers | |
things unseen that would devour us all | |
The spirit battles the flesh | |
And now my wounds are deep | |
and torn wide open | |
I' m tired and weary, hurt and broken down | |
Lead us not | |
into temptation | |
but deliver us | |
from the evil one | |
Darkness falls | |
On my spirit again | |
Again temptation calls | |
I can hear it | |
As the battle rages on and on | |
I face the things that put my faith to the test | |
When fallen angels won' t leave me alone | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
When my sword has broken off in my hand | |
I see the dark futility of the flesh | |
When I' m about to fall, please help me stand | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
They' re on my back | |
I run, but I can feel their talons | |
digging in my flesh | |
Blood trickles down upon the earth | |
and I grow weaker with each breath | |
Each time I shake one off | |
another wraps its teeth around my neck | |
And every time, the one, the thorn is there | |
To tear me down again | |
The angels counterstrike | |
Their flaming swords slice through the fallen ones | |
The demons reunite, attack again | |
The cycle has begun | |
Caught in the middle of this present darkness | |
with nowhere to run | |
We' re in a holy war | |
As it is written, so shall it be done | |
Where there' s a will, there' s a way, they say | |
but sometimes my will seems to get in the way | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
As the battle rages on and on | |
I face the things that put my faith to the test | |
When fallen angels won' t leave me alone | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
When my sword has broken off in my hand | |
I see the dark futility of the flesh | |
When I' m about to fall, please help me stand | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
To rest | |
To rest | |
To rest | |
To rest |
zuò qǔ : Smith | |
As I sit alone and tired, with time to spare | |
temptation rears its ugly head | |
Born from a deceptive dream into a nightmare | |
it calls to me again | |
Testing me to see if I will break this time | |
or at least how far I' ll bend | |
I can see its glowing eyes and hear its evil cries | |
' Come dance with me, my friend...' | |
So, the things that I want to do | |
I find myself not doing | |
but the things that I don' t want to do | |
I fall into | |
Why? | |
Why do we struggle with the former things | |
and live in our own power below our means? | |
War | |
Don' t you understand this is war? | |
War with the principalities and powers | |
things unseen that would devour us all | |
The spirit battles the flesh | |
And now my wounds are deep | |
and torn wide open | |
I' m tired and weary, hurt and broken down | |
Lead us not | |
into temptation | |
but deliver us | |
from the evil one | |
Darkness falls | |
On my spirit again | |
Again temptation calls | |
I can hear it | |
As the battle rages on and on | |
I face the things that put my faith to the test | |
When fallen angels won' t leave me alone | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
When my sword has broken off in my hand | |
I see the dark futility of the flesh | |
When I' m about to fall, please help me stand | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
They' re on my back | |
I run, but I can feel their talons | |
digging in my flesh | |
Blood trickles down upon the earth | |
and I grow weaker with each breath | |
Each time I shake one off | |
another wraps its teeth around my neck | |
And every time, the one, the thorn is there | |
To tear me down again | |
The angels counterstrike | |
Their flaming swords slice through the fallen ones | |
The demons reunite, attack again | |
The cycle has begun | |
Caught in the middle of this present darkness | |
with nowhere to run | |
We' re in a holy war | |
As it is written, so shall it be done | |
Where there' s a will, there' s a way, they say | |
but sometimes my will seems to get in the way | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
So You will have to fight for me today | |
As the battle rages on and on | |
I face the things that put my faith to the test | |
When fallen angels won' t leave me alone | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
When my sword has broken off in my hand | |
I see the dark futility of the flesh | |
When I' m about to fall, please help me stand | |
Father, come and lay the demon to rest | |
To rest | |
To rest | |
To rest | |
To rest |