Song | As we speak |
Artist | Soilwork |
Album | Natural Born Chaos |
作词 : Soilwork, Strid, Wichers | |
As we speak, the stable table turns | |
As we speak, | |
I should have known we're burned | |
With the guess, | |
I'll never, never learn | |
Which of those faces who makes it all turn | |
As we speak | |
I'm going deeper down | |
As we speak with a terrible sound | |
A feeble holy bastard son | |
Has it only just begun? | |
I turn away(Fadin' out alone) | |
Was a lifetime worth it all? | |
Fadin' out(Fadin' out alone) | |
As we speak we turn to stone(As we speak we turn to stone) | |
As we speak, a young man loses his mind | |
As we speak, he kills what's next in line | |
A broken down mother asks herself why | |
Is this the end of her precious time? | |
As we speak, a conscience leaves without a trace | |
A silent departure to a silent place | |
What do we know about the anger that starts to grow?(Don't despair) | |
Time will heal your torment(Don't you dare) | |
Spend your days in hell(So beware) | |
Faith will bring you treason(While you stare, oh) | |
I turn away, turn away | |
Was a lifetime worth it all? | |
Fadin' out(Fadin' out) | |
As we speak we turn to stone | |
Turn away(Fading out) | |
Was a lifetime worth it all? | |
Fadin' out(Fadin' out) | |
As we speak we turn to stone | |
Turn away(Fading out) | |
As a lifetime turns to stone |
zuò cí : Soilwork, Strid, Wichers | |
As we speak, the stable table turns | |
As we speak, | |
I should have known we' re burned | |
With the guess, | |
I' ll never, never learn | |
Which of those faces who makes it all turn | |
As we speak | |
I' m going deeper down | |
As we speak with a terrible sound | |
A feeble holy bastard son | |
Has it only just begun? | |
I turn away Fadin' out alone | |
Was a lifetime worth it all? | |
Fadin' out Fadin' out alone | |
As we speak we turn to stone As we speak we turn to stone | |
As we speak, a young man loses his mind | |
As we speak, he kills what' s next in line | |
A broken down mother asks herself why | |
Is this the end of her precious time? | |
As we speak, a conscience leaves without a trace | |
A silent departure to a silent place | |
What do we know about the anger that starts to grow? Don' t despair | |
Time will heal your torment Don' t you dare | |
Spend your days in hell So beware | |
Faith will bring you treason While you stare, oh | |
I turn away, turn away | |
Was a lifetime worth it all? | |
Fadin' out Fadin' out | |
As we speak we turn to stone | |
Turn away Fading out | |
Was a lifetime worth it all? | |
Fadin' out Fadin' out | |
As we speak we turn to stone | |
Turn away Fading out | |
As a lifetime turns to stone |