| Song | The Sum Of No Reason |
| Artist | The Flower Kings |
| Album | The Sum Of No Evil |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Stolt | |
| Red sails in the morning - Black smoke´s here to cloud the sun. | |
| On target without a warning – No shelter - nowhere to run | |
| They promise a piece of heaven – We´ll „sit by the side of kings“ | |
| Now, looking like a crash-test dummy – Or a bird with broken wings | |
| You don´t know who sent you here – You can´t see them pull the strings | |
| I bet they´ve a damn good reason – I hope there is someone listening | |
| I hope what they say is true – That God can see thru souls of men | |
| And all the blood upon your window will be like teardrops in the rain | |
| Black smoke rolling in and cloud the sky. | |
| Didn´t mommy tell you now that big boys never cry? | |
| No one´s getting out of here alive. | |
| Dropped down in the frying pan – together we will fry. | |
| Takes a lot of strength to stay insane. | |
| This is just the trail of death and I´m the bird of prey. | |
| I won´t hold my breath for peace to come. | |
| This is just the devils backyard and God is on the run. | |
| Red rivers moving gently – Like mothers shed silent tears. | |
| Gods angels are swimming upstreams – Left singing to silent ears. | |
| They promised a place in heaven – We´d „walk by the side of Gods“ | |
| But we´re still here with fractured wings – So you´ll tell me what are the odds? | |
| Heaven is a place where you can rest your feet. | |
| Heaven is a place where wealthy people meet. | |
| We can sell you Heaven – to the price of pain. | |
| Line up when you can – cause prices go insane |
| zuo ci : Stolt | |
| Red sails in the morning Black smoke s here to cloud the sun. | |
| On target without a warning No shelter nowhere to run | |
| They promise a piece of heaven We ll sit by the side of kings" | |
| Now, looking like a crashtest dummy Or a bird with broken wings | |
| You don t know who sent you here You can t see them pull the strings | |
| I bet they ve a damn good reason I hope there is someone listening | |
| I hope what they say is true That God can see thru souls of men | |
| And all the blood upon your window will be like teardrops in the rain | |
| Black smoke rolling in and cloud the sky. | |
| Didn t mommy tell you now that big boys never cry? | |
| No one s getting out of here alive. | |
| Dropped down in the frying pan together we will fry. | |
| Takes a lot of strength to stay insane. | |
| This is just the trail of death and I m the bird of prey. | |
| I won t hold my breath for peace to come. | |
| This is just the devils backyard and God is on the run. | |
| Red rivers moving gently Like mothers shed silent tears. | |
| Gods angels are swimming upstreams Left singing to silent ears. | |
| They promised a place in heaven We d walk by the side of Gods" | |
| But we re still here with fractured wings So you ll tell me what are the odds? | |
| Heaven is a place where you can rest your feet. | |
| Heaven is a place where wealthy people meet. | |
| We can sell you Heaven to the price of pain. | |
| Line up when you can cause prices go insane |
| zuò cí : Stolt | |
| Red sails in the morning Black smoke s here to cloud the sun. | |
| On target without a warning No shelter nowhere to run | |
| They promise a piece of heaven We ll sit by the side of kings" | |
| Now, looking like a crashtest dummy Or a bird with broken wings | |
| You don t know who sent you here You can t see them pull the strings | |
| I bet they ve a damn good reason I hope there is someone listening | |
| I hope what they say is true That God can see thru souls of men | |
| And all the blood upon your window will be like teardrops in the rain | |
| Black smoke rolling in and cloud the sky. | |
| Didn t mommy tell you now that big boys never cry? | |
| No one s getting out of here alive. | |
| Dropped down in the frying pan together we will fry. | |
| Takes a lot of strength to stay insane. | |
| This is just the trail of death and I m the bird of prey. | |
| I won t hold my breath for peace to come. | |
| This is just the devils backyard and God is on the run. | |
| Red rivers moving gently Like mothers shed silent tears. | |
| Gods angels are swimming upstreams Left singing to silent ears. | |
| They promised a place in heaven We d walk by the side of Gods" | |
| But we re still here with fractured wings So you ll tell me what are the odds? | |
| Heaven is a place where you can rest your feet. | |
| Heaven is a place where wealthy people meet. | |
| We can sell you Heaven to the price of pain. | |
| Line up when you can cause prices go insane |