| Song | Commissar |
| Artist | Savatage |
| Album | Poets and Madmen/Special Edition |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Caffery, O'Neill, Oliva | |
| Do you see commissar | |
| The night is darker | |
| Do you think commissar | |
| Their dreams are starker | |
| Do you hear commissar | |
| The night is breathing | |
| Could it be commissar | |
| We should be leaving | |
| Now before the curtain | |
| Does come crashing down | |
| Do you hear commissar | |
| The night is silent | |
| Do you think commissar | |
| It is defiance | |
| Do you see commissar | |
| The mob has faces | |
| Could it be commissar | |
| The dark embraces | |
| All as darkness will | |
| And in that dark we'll drown | |
| Cities, towns | |
| We've torn them down | |
| And all we've found | |
| Are relics in a cemetery | |
| But never fear | |
| I will stay near | |
| And to the dark | |
| I will be your emissary | |
| Knights on horseback | |
| Bishops pacing | |
| All are losing ground | |
| The pawn is now a queen | |
| He's moved across the board unseen | |
| The move is down | |
| I believe | |
| That we've intrigued for far too long | |
| But now I think the plot has ended | |
| A quick retreat | |
| Into the street | |
| Admit defeat | |
| And hope our moves will be defended | |
| Across their throats | |
| The blade does wander | |
| They die without a sound | |
| Who'd have thought we'd meet | |
| As bones beneath the dragon's feet | |
| The wall is down |
| zuo ci : Caffery, O' Neill, Oliva | |
| Do you see commissar | |
| The night is darker | |
| Do you think commissar | |
| Their dreams are starker | |
| Do you hear commissar | |
| The night is breathing | |
| Could it be commissar | |
| We should be leaving | |
| Now before the curtain | |
| Does come crashing down | |
| Do you hear commissar | |
| The night is silent | |
| Do you think commissar | |
| It is defiance | |
| Do you see commissar | |
| The mob has faces | |
| Could it be commissar | |
| The dark embraces | |
| All as darkness will | |
| And in that dark we' ll drown | |
| Cities, towns | |
| We' ve torn them down | |
| And all we' ve found | |
| Are relics in a cemetery | |
| But never fear | |
| I will stay near | |
| And to the dark | |
| I will be your emissary | |
| Knights on horseback | |
| Bishops pacing | |
| All are losing ground | |
| The pawn is now a queen | |
| He' s moved across the board unseen | |
| The move is down | |
| I believe | |
| That we' ve intrigued for far too long | |
| But now I think the plot has ended | |
| A quick retreat | |
| Into the street | |
| Admit defeat | |
| And hope our moves will be defended | |
| Across their throats | |
| The blade does wander | |
| They die without a sound | |
| Who' d have thought we' d meet | |
| As bones beneath the dragon' s feet | |
| The wall is down |
| zuò cí : Caffery, O' Neill, Oliva | |
| Do you see commissar | |
| The night is darker | |
| Do you think commissar | |
| Their dreams are starker | |
| Do you hear commissar | |
| The night is breathing | |
| Could it be commissar | |
| We should be leaving | |
| Now before the curtain | |
| Does come crashing down | |
| Do you hear commissar | |
| The night is silent | |
| Do you think commissar | |
| It is defiance | |
| Do you see commissar | |
| The mob has faces | |
| Could it be commissar | |
| The dark embraces | |
| All as darkness will | |
| And in that dark we' ll drown | |
| Cities, towns | |
| We' ve torn them down | |
| And all we' ve found | |
| Are relics in a cemetery | |
| But never fear | |
| I will stay near | |
| And to the dark | |
| I will be your emissary | |
| Knights on horseback | |
| Bishops pacing | |
| All are losing ground | |
| The pawn is now a queen | |
| He' s moved across the board unseen | |
| The move is down | |
| I believe | |
| That we' ve intrigued for far too long | |
| But now I think the plot has ended | |
| A quick retreat | |
| Into the street | |
| Admit defeat | |
| And hope our moves will be defended | |
| Across their throats | |
| The blade does wander | |
| They die without a sound | |
| Who' d have thought we' d meet | |
| As bones beneath the dragon' s feet | |
| The wall is down |