Song | A Predator's Portrait |
Artist | Soilwork |
Album | A predators portrait |
作词 : Frenning, Strid, Wichers | |
A lesson in democracy, | |
I will never,never be, | |
A servant of a moral standard,a rebelsoul for the free, | |
I scream and | |
I burn,I deny what | |
I've learned, | |
Can't fight what's inside,on this blasphemous ride, | |
Here I stand!! [Chorus:] | |
Cause he will remain,will remain the same,he's apart of the game and he will remain | |
As I cry for more, | |
The angels burn their core, | |
Let the evil saints have their way, | |
When I'm heading for oblivion. | |
Achieving my goals in everyway, | |
In malicious ways | |
I hail the insane, | |
Nevertheless:my broken promises, | |
I scream and | |
I burn,I deny what | |
I've learned | |
Can't fight what's inside,on this blasphemous ride,here | |
I fall! [Chorus] | |
Now,take a look at the predator's portrait | |
Cause these walls are closing in! | |
Now,take a look at the predator's portrait | |
Cause these walls come tumbling down [x2] | |
Come watch me bleed one more time!, | |
No substitute left to find!, | |
All that I hear is what | |
I preach!, | |
A mighty soul is what | |
I keep! I step on the face whose dragging me down, | |
Fed up with the precious talk, | |
Like a sinner revealing himself again, | |
Now his down and out,and ready to strike,his ready to strike,his ready to strike,to clear his very inside [Chorus x2] |
zuò cí : Frenning, Strid, Wichers | |
A lesson in democracy, | |
I will never, never be, | |
A servant of a moral standard, a rebelsoul for the free, | |
I scream and | |
I burn, I deny what | |
I' ve learned, | |
Can' t fight what' s inside, on this blasphemous ride, | |
Here I stand!! Chorus: | |
Cause he will remain, will remain the same, he' s apart of the game and he will remain | |
As I cry for more, | |
The angels burn their core, | |
Let the evil saints have their way, | |
When I' m heading for oblivion. | |
Achieving my goals in everyway, | |
In malicious ways | |
I hail the insane, | |
Nevertheless: my broken promises, | |
I scream and | |
I burn, I deny what | |
I' ve learned | |
Can' t fight what' s inside, on this blasphemous ride, here | |
I fall! Chorus | |
Now, take a look at the predator' s portrait | |
Cause these walls are closing in! | |
Now, take a look at the predator' s portrait | |
Cause these walls come tumbling down x2 | |
Come watch me bleed one more time!, | |
No substitute left to find!, | |
All that I hear is what | |
I preach!, | |
A mighty soul is what | |
I keep! I step on the face whose dragging me down, | |
Fed up with the precious talk, | |
Like a sinner revealing himself again, | |
Now his down and out, and ready to strike, his ready to strike, his ready to strike, to clear his very inside Chorus x2 |