Song | Roads to Madness |
Artist | Queensrÿche |
Album | The Warning |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Geoff Tate/Michael Wilton/Chris DeGarmo | |
Most of this is memory now | |
I've gone too far to turn back now | |
I'm not quite what | |
I thought | |
I was butThen again | |
I'm maybe more | |
The blood-words promised, | |
I've spoken | |
Releasing the names from the circle | |
Maybe I can leave here now and, o | |
Transcend the boundaries | |
For now I'm standing here | |
I'm awaiting this grand transition | |
The future is but past forgotten | |
On the road to madness | |
Times measure rusts as it crawls | |
I see its face in the looking glass - stop | |
This screaming laughter hides, the pain of its reality | |
Black, the door was locked | |
I openedAnd now | |
I've paid that price ten-fold over | |
Knowledge - was it worth such torment, oh | |
To see the far side of shadow | |
And still | |
I'm standing here | |
I'm awaiting this grand transition | |
I'm a fool in search of wisdom | |
And I'm on the road to madness | |
Yes, I'm on the road to madness | |
I'm awaiting endlessly | |
Pounding rhythms echo me | |
Won't you take me somewhere far beyond the void | |
And still | |
I'm standing here | |
I'm awaiting this grand transition | |
Maybe one day, oh | |
I'll meet you, and we'll | |
Walk the roads to madness | |
Yes, we're on the road to madness | |
Oh, I think they've come to take me | |
I hear the voice, but there's no-one to see | |
I can't scream, too late it's time | |
Stay on the course to pass | |
You'll never find the answer | |
To a place where darkened angels seemed lost and never found | |
Scream to see the light of | |
Forming figures fast behind you | |
Lay the past in the wind to spin | |
And your fate will sail beyond the open plains | |
Sail with angels onward | |
Live or die for the chosen one said | |
Saber sights cast a spell behind you | |
And they lock in all around | |
Free the scene insider | |
Never looking back to find why | |
Ride a course till the end of time | |
And you'll stand atop the gate | |
Laying waste in a path recited | |
Fighting force won't avenge the guided black wing | |
Oh, electric might poses fright inside me | |
Seeing light at the end of sight reminds me | |
I've passed away |
zuo qu : Geoff Tate Michael Wilton Chris DeGarmo | |
Most of this is memory now | |
I' ve gone too far to turn back now | |
I' m not quite what | |
I thought | |
I was butThen again | |
I' m maybe more | |
The bloodwords promised, | |
I' ve spoken | |
Releasing the names from the circle | |
Maybe I can leave here now and, o | |
Transcend the boundaries | |
For now I' m standing here | |
I' m awaiting this grand transition | |
The future is but past forgotten | |
On the road to madness | |
Times measure rusts as it crawls | |
I see its face in the looking glass stop | |
This screaming laughter hides, the pain of its reality | |
Black, the door was locked | |
I openedAnd now | |
I' ve paid that price tenfold over | |
Knowledge was it worth such torment, oh | |
To see the far side of shadow | |
And still | |
I' m standing here | |
I' m awaiting this grand transition | |
I' m a fool in search of wisdom | |
And I' m on the road to madness | |
Yes, I' m on the road to madness | |
I' m awaiting endlessly | |
Pounding rhythms echo me | |
Won' t you take me somewhere far beyond the void | |
And still | |
I' m standing here | |
I' m awaiting this grand transition | |
Maybe one day, oh | |
I' ll meet you, and we' ll | |
Walk the roads to madness | |
Yes, we' re on the road to madness | |
Oh, I think they' ve come to take me | |
I hear the voice, but there' s noone to see | |
I can' t scream, too late it' s time | |
Stay on the course to pass | |
You' ll never find the answer | |
To a place where darkened angels seemed lost and never found | |
Scream to see the light of | |
Forming figures fast behind you | |
Lay the past in the wind to spin | |
And your fate will sail beyond the open plains | |
Sail with angels onward | |
Live or die for the chosen one said | |
Saber sights cast a spell behind you | |
And they lock in all around | |
Free the scene insider | |
Never looking back to find why | |
Ride a course till the end of time | |
And you' ll stand atop the gate | |
Laying waste in a path recited | |
Fighting force won' t avenge the guided black wing | |
Oh, electric might poses fright inside me | |
Seeing light at the end of sight reminds me | |
I' ve passed away |
zuò qǔ : Geoff Tate Michael Wilton Chris DeGarmo | |
Most of this is memory now | |
I' ve gone too far to turn back now | |
I' m not quite what | |
I thought | |
I was butThen again | |
I' m maybe more | |
The bloodwords promised, | |
I' ve spoken | |
Releasing the names from the circle | |
Maybe I can leave here now and, o | |
Transcend the boundaries | |
For now I' m standing here | |
I' m awaiting this grand transition | |
The future is but past forgotten | |
On the road to madness | |
Times measure rusts as it crawls | |
I see its face in the looking glass stop | |
This screaming laughter hides, the pain of its reality | |
Black, the door was locked | |
I openedAnd now | |
I' ve paid that price tenfold over | |
Knowledge was it worth such torment, oh | |
To see the far side of shadow | |
And still | |
I' m standing here | |
I' m awaiting this grand transition | |
I' m a fool in search of wisdom | |
And I' m on the road to madness | |
Yes, I' m on the road to madness | |
I' m awaiting endlessly | |
Pounding rhythms echo me | |
Won' t you take me somewhere far beyond the void | |
And still | |
I' m standing here | |
I' m awaiting this grand transition | |
Maybe one day, oh | |
I' ll meet you, and we' ll | |
Walk the roads to madness | |
Yes, we' re on the road to madness | |
Oh, I think they' ve come to take me | |
I hear the voice, but there' s noone to see | |
I can' t scream, too late it' s time | |
Stay on the course to pass | |
You' ll never find the answer | |
To a place where darkened angels seemed lost and never found | |
Scream to see the light of | |
Forming figures fast behind you | |
Lay the past in the wind to spin | |
And your fate will sail beyond the open plains | |
Sail with angels onward | |
Live or die for the chosen one said | |
Saber sights cast a spell behind you | |
And they lock in all around | |
Free the scene insider | |
Never looking back to find why | |
Ride a course till the end of time | |
And you' ll stand atop the gate | |
Laying waste in a path recited | |
Fighting force won' t avenge the guided black wing | |
Oh, electric might poses fright inside me | |
Seeing light at the end of sight reminds me | |
I' ve passed away |