| Song | The New Breed |
| Artist | Oh, Sleeper |
| Album | Son Of The Morning |
| 作曲 : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
| Reclaiming thrones, our generation’s pride, sits a conformist ploy to strip what burns inside | |
| And our bodies yearn to live life endlessly, so now we rise. | |
| We rise in mutiny | |
| We make our stand here between the angels and animals | |
| We fear nothing here, where we can beat any feet set to keep us crawling | |
| We’re calling you here to give leave to destruction of fear and stand tall against all who will dare to shake you | |
| Don’t let them shake you (shake you) | |
| Stand strong where | |
| I could not, please stand strong | |
| Oh please, this plea, dear | |
| God, let it not from my lips be conceived | |
| So grip your fist and swing until your knuckles bleed | |
| If you are the new breed scream, “ | |
| I am immortal” | |
| We can’t sit quietly because there’s more to life than we see | |
| So if you are the new breed scream, “ | |
| I am immortal in you” | |
| This is the call of the new breed | |
| I want to feel what change your glory brings | |
| Please teach me life lived fearlessly, and | |
| I swear I’ll make a stand here, between the angels and animals and fear nothing | |
| Here we can be more than mortal and fight for a kingdom that answers to no one | |
| But I just can’t breathe without you in the air, and | |
| I won’t, so rip out these lungs and from my heart you can cut it from my chest | |
| Oh God, oh, if that’s what you want, for me to feel life endlessly, | |
| I’ll breathe your blood for the rest of my life | |
| So grip your fist and swing until your knuckles bleed | |
| If you are the new breed scream, “ | |
| I am immortal” | |
| We can’t sit quietly because there’s more to life than we see | |
| So if you are the new breed scream, “ | |
| I am immortal in you” | |
| We’ll be death’s dealers, if that’s where you lead | |
| Anchored by glory, we rise in mutiny | |
| We are the new breed. | |
| We are the new breed | |
| We’ve come alive and we are moving |
| zuò qǔ : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
| Reclaiming thrones, our generation' s pride, sits a conformist ploy to strip what burns inside | |
| And our bodies yearn to live life endlessly, so now we rise. | |
| We rise in mutiny | |
| We make our stand here between the angels and animals | |
| We fear nothing here, where we can beat any feet set to keep us crawling | |
| We' re calling you here to give leave to destruction of fear and stand tall against all who will dare to shake you | |
| Don' t let them shake you shake you | |
| Stand strong where | |
| I could not, please stand strong | |
| Oh please, this plea, dear | |
| God, let it not from my lips be conceived | |
| So grip your fist and swing until your knuckles bleed | |
| If you are the new breed scream, " | |
| I am immortal" | |
| We can' t sit quietly because there' s more to life than we see | |
| So if you are the new breed scream, " | |
| I am immortal in you" | |
| This is the call of the new breed | |
| I want to feel what change your glory brings | |
| Please teach me life lived fearlessly, and | |
| I swear I' ll make a stand here, between the angels and animals and fear nothing | |
| Here we can be more than mortal and fight for a kingdom that answers to no one | |
| But I just can' t breathe without you in the air, and | |
| I won' t, so rip out these lungs and from my heart you can cut it from my chest | |
| Oh God, oh, if that' s what you want, for me to feel life endlessly, | |
| I' ll breathe your blood for the rest of my life | |
| So grip your fist and swing until your knuckles bleed | |
| If you are the new breed scream, " | |
| I am immortal" | |
| We can' t sit quietly because there' s more to life than we see | |
| So if you are the new breed scream, " | |
| I am immortal in you" | |
| We' ll be death' s dealers, if that' s where you lead | |
| Anchored by glory, we rise in mutiny | |
| We are the new breed. | |
| We are the new breed | |
| We' ve come alive and we are moving |