| Song | I seek Power |
| Artist | Savatage |
| Album | Poets and Madmen/Special Edition |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Caffery, O'Neill, Oliva | |
| As the steam from the street starts to rise | |
| The gutter whispers | |
| That the moon like a child has arrived | |
| The dark has missed her | |
| And the light that she lends is a guide | |
| Among her shadows | |
| Like the ghost from the past that survive | |
| And you ask me now | |
| What is my intent | |
| Here among the ruins | |
| Cloaked in false pretence | |
| And how do I belong | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| In the back of your brain | |
| How will you see me | |
| If you don't know where I hide | |
| How will you bleed me | |
| If I am somewhere inside | |
| In the ashes of empires lost | |
| A distant warning | |
| On the danger of ignoring cost | |
| and children mourning | |
| As the memories cloud in our mind | |
| The past can glitter | |
| And so it has been designed | |
| I know every lie | |
| That the mind invents | |
| Though they're well disguised | |
| And cloaked in innocence | |
| And how do I belong | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| Like the kiss of cocaine | |
| I seek power | |
| As the darkness descends | |
| I seek power | |
| And i'll have it again | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| Like the kiss of cocaine | |
| I seek power | |
| When it's not always wise | |
| I seek power | |
| For the power survives |
| zuo ci : Caffery, O' Neill, Oliva | |
| As the steam from the street starts to rise | |
| The gutter whispers | |
| That the moon like a child has arrived | |
| The dark has missed her | |
| And the light that she lends is a guide | |
| Among her shadows | |
| Like the ghost from the past that survive | |
| And you ask me now | |
| What is my intent | |
| Here among the ruins | |
| Cloaked in false pretence | |
| And how do I belong | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| In the back of your brain | |
| How will you see me | |
| If you don' t know where I hide | |
| How will you bleed me | |
| If I am somewhere inside | |
| In the ashes of empires lost | |
| A distant warning | |
| On the danger of ignoring cost | |
| and children mourning | |
| As the memories cloud in our mind | |
| The past can glitter | |
| And so it has been designed | |
| I know every lie | |
| That the mind invents | |
| Though they' re well disguised | |
| And cloaked in innocence | |
| And how do I belong | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| Like the kiss of cocaine | |
| I seek power | |
| As the darkness descends | |
| I seek power | |
| And i' ll have it again | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| Like the kiss of cocaine | |
| I seek power | |
| When it' s not always wise | |
| I seek power | |
| For the power survives |
| zuò cí : Caffery, O' Neill, Oliva | |
| As the steam from the street starts to rise | |
| The gutter whispers | |
| That the moon like a child has arrived | |
| The dark has missed her | |
| And the light that she lends is a guide | |
| Among her shadows | |
| Like the ghost from the past that survive | |
| And you ask me now | |
| What is my intent | |
| Here among the ruins | |
| Cloaked in false pretence | |
| And how do I belong | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| In the back of your brain | |
| How will you see me | |
| If you don' t know where I hide | |
| How will you bleed me | |
| If I am somewhere inside | |
| In the ashes of empires lost | |
| A distant warning | |
| On the danger of ignoring cost | |
| and children mourning | |
| As the memories cloud in our mind | |
| The past can glitter | |
| And so it has been designed | |
| I know every lie | |
| That the mind invents | |
| Though they' re well disguised | |
| And cloaked in innocence | |
| And how do I belong | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| Like the kiss of cocaine | |
| I seek power | |
| As the darkness descends | |
| I seek power | |
| And i' ll have it again | |
| I seek power | |
| Where the power remains | |
| I seek power | |
| Like the kiss of cocaine | |
| I seek power | |
| When it' s not always wise | |
| I seek power | |
| For the power survives |