| Song | Breathing Blood |
| Artist | Oh, Sleeper |
| Album | Son Of The Morning |
| 作曲 : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
| Regaining consciousness under a swinging moon, he speaks of alliances that beckoned me long before the womb | |
| I’ve caused more wounds than | |
| I’m worth | |
| I see now, you must not have heard… | |
| I am the natural born killer | |
| There is freedom passed your history, but | |
| This air won’t fill my lungs, you should be breathing blood | |
| See, this death, it was your victory, so | |
| Teach me to fill my lungs, never stop breathing blood | |
| I had it all so very wrong, but | |
| I fought, | |
| I fought with only song | |
| Because I’ve tried, | |
| I’m trying like a beast all alone | |
| My words, my words have aired in poison | |
| Please teach me how to breathe because this air is failing my need | |
| Fill my lungs with what will bleed from my enemies | |
| If death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? | |
| I’m born a war machine not knowing which beckon to heed | |
| Will I rise as a tool for glory or be lost in dormancies? | |
| I’ve regained consciousness under this swinging moon | |
| You filled my lungs and each breath heals this killer’s wounds | |
| There is freedom passed your history, but | |
| This air won’t fill my lungs, you should be breathing blood | |
| See, this death, it was your victory, so | |
| Teach me to fill my lungs, never stop breathing blood | |
| Because I hear him speaking to me | |
| For the first time he cleared my head, that’s when he said, “ | |
| Only cowards keep dormant their sleeping strength, and soon you’ll find, only the fearless will reach their potential’s peak” | |
| Tell me, if death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? | |
| If death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? |
| zuò qǔ : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
| Regaining consciousness under a swinging moon, he speaks of alliances that beckoned me long before the womb | |
| I' ve caused more wounds than | |
| I' m worth | |
| I see now, you must not have heard | |
| I am the natural born killer | |
| There is freedom passed your history, but | |
| This air won' t fill my lungs, you should be breathing blood | |
| See, this death, it was your victory, so | |
| Teach me to fill my lungs, never stop breathing blood | |
| I had it all so very wrong, but | |
| I fought, | |
| I fought with only song | |
| Because I' ve tried, | |
| I' m trying like a beast all alone | |
| My words, my words have aired in poison | |
| Please teach me how to breathe because this air is failing my need | |
| Fill my lungs with what will bleed from my enemies | |
| If death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? | |
| I' m born a war machine not knowing which beckon to heed | |
| Will I rise as a tool for glory or be lost in dormancies? | |
| I' ve regained consciousness under this swinging moon | |
| You filled my lungs and each breath heals this killer' s wounds | |
| There is freedom passed your history, but | |
| This air won' t fill my lungs, you should be breathing blood | |
| See, this death, it was your victory, so | |
| Teach me to fill my lungs, never stop breathing blood | |
| Because I hear him speaking to me | |
| For the first time he cleared my head, that' s when he said, " | |
| Only cowards keep dormant their sleeping strength, and soon you' ll find, only the fearless will reach their potential' s peak" | |
| Tell me, if death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? | |
| If death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? |