Structure Divine

Song Structure Divine
Artist Soilwork
Album A predators portrait

Lyrics

作词 : Frenning, Strid, Wichers
Cause I can't find pleasure anywhere,this life is strangling me if
I would turn myself inside out would
I find peace of mind,would
I find peace of mind?
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn't different from the power that it holds
Now,where is the pain?,
As I gaze between my desires
There's a shadow and a bleeder every once in a while,
Can't you see my eyes they're trembling
Beware the millions of senses locked in this rusty cage,a fanatic rage this time
I will stand still and no blood will be spilled [Chorus x 4]
Yeah,I think
I'm loosing it [x2], - back to normal a feast on the moral,served on a silver plate...[Repeat]
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn't different from the power that it holds
Now, where is my pain?
A big hail to my sadistic pleasures
They saved my soul for a special price
As I begin to fade, the creature cries
So I'm heading for another one that will watch me raise my bloodstained banner
No questions asked,
No question asked [Chorus]
A competition that will last until the silent one will speak
So this is it,is this the century sun?
Mother of destruction, please let me be the one to know
Father of my pure aggression,don't cut the way where
I will go

Pinyin

zuò cí : Frenning, Strid, Wichers
Cause I can' t find pleasure anywhere, this life is strangling me if
I would turn myself inside out would
I find peace of mind, would
I find peace of mind?
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn' t different from the power that it holds
Now, where is the pain?,
As I gaze between my desires
There' s a shadow and a bleeder every once in a while,
Can' t you see my eyes they' re trembling
Beware the millions of senses locked in this rusty cage, a fanatic rage this time
I will stand still and no blood will be spilled Chorus x 4
Yeah, I think
I' m loosing it x2, back to normal a feast on the moral, served on a silver plate... Repeat
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn' t different from the power that it holds
Now, where is my pain?
A big hail to my sadistic pleasures
They saved my soul for a special price
As I begin to fade, the creature cries
So I' m heading for another one that will watch me raise my bloodstained banner
No questions asked,
No question asked Chorus
A competition that will last until the silent one will speak
So this is it, is this the century sun?
Mother of destruction, please let me be the one to know
Father of my pure aggression, don' t cut the way where
I will go