| Song | Your Beloved Scapegoat |
| Artist | Soilwork |
| Album | Sworn To A Great Divide |
| 作词 : Frenning, Strid | |
| So the idol you preached | |
| Has turned to nothing | |
| It was making your way | |
| Through the dust | |
| When searching | |
| You never thought | |
| It would give you up | |
| Your beloved scapegoat | |
| You never thought | |
| It would interrupt | |
| Your sweet escape | |
| Those were the times when | |
| You cranked it all up | |
| You soared for the moment | |
| Without wings to lift up... | |
| I'm crossing that | |
| Line with a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won't wait... | |
| Won't you carry me home? | |
| Did you do it all for nothing | |
| Or did it make you | |
| Sure of something | |
| No matter the subjection | |
| Or the mystery of life | |
| Was just put on hold | |
| You will always treasure the things | |
| That reject you and possess you | |
| Breeding new life through | |
| The eyes of the insane | |
| And it all comes down to you | |
| Those were the times when | |
| You cranked it all up | |
| You soared for the moment | |
| Without wings to lift up | |
| But tonight | |
| I'm crossing that line | |
| With a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won't wait | |
| Won't you carry me home? | |
| Nothing can touch such | |
| A mind in distress | |
| Won't you find another | |
| Bright solution | |
| Crossing that river | |
| Get away with what's left | |
| Eternally stuck in the | |
| Realm of confusion | |
| But tonight | |
| I'm crossing that line | |
| With a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won't wait | |
| Won't you carry me home? | |
| I'm crossing that line | |
| With a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won't wait | |
| Won't you carry me home | |
| Carry me... |
| zuò cí : Frenning, Strid | |
| So the idol you preached | |
| Has turned to nothing | |
| It was making your way | |
| Through the dust | |
| When searching | |
| You never thought | |
| It would give you up | |
| Your beloved scapegoat | |
| You never thought | |
| It would interrupt | |
| Your sweet escape | |
| Those were the times when | |
| You cranked it all up | |
| You soared for the moment | |
| Without wings to lift up... | |
| I' m crossing that | |
| Line with a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won' t wait... | |
| Won' t you carry me home? | |
| Did you do it all for nothing | |
| Or did it make you | |
| Sure of something | |
| No matter the subjection | |
| Or the mystery of life | |
| Was just put on hold | |
| You will always treasure the things | |
| That reject you and possess you | |
| Breeding new life through | |
| The eyes of the insane | |
| And it all comes down to you | |
| Those were the times when | |
| You cranked it all up | |
| You soared for the moment | |
| Without wings to lift up | |
| But tonight | |
| I' m crossing that line | |
| With a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won' t wait | |
| Won' t you carry me home? | |
| Nothing can touch such | |
| A mind in distress | |
| Won' t you find another | |
| Bright solution | |
| Crossing that river | |
| Get away with what' s left | |
| Eternally stuck in the | |
| Realm of confusion | |
| But tonight | |
| I' m crossing that line | |
| With a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won' t wait | |
| Won' t you carry me home? | |
| I' m crossing that line | |
| With a state of mind | |
| One more night missed out | |
| As if I was blind to the fact | |
| It won' t wait | |
| Won' t you carry me home | |
| Carry me... |