| Song | Charlatan's Host |
| Artist | Oh, Sleeper |
| Album | When I Am God |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
| Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. | |
| And now that | |
| I'm alone, this burst of light fills my lids and | |
| I'm awake to the songs of horror. | |
| Your ill-bought greatness, he's seen it all from the frame. | |
| One day you'll reap the seeds of a shadowed past, and | |
| I can only hope | |
| I'm there. | |
| You tried to satisfy the thirst of a thousand ages, | |
| But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity. | |
| It's just a shrine to the words you use to wreck. | |
| Tell me, How can you sleep? | |
| How can you just welcome the wine and throw out your nets? | |
| You throw out your nets and set fame to bait the noose. | |
| Set fame to derail whats innocent. | |
| Why spare the life of inglorious waste? | |
| Why let him live? | |
| He's just hunting your own! | |
| How can you just sit there and watch? "Because i love you more than you know. Look again and tell me what you see!" | |
| In the window was me. | |
| The massacres were all me! | |
| Oh God, please! | |
| Please! deliver the penalties for all of this from me. | |
| I'm not finding justice, no warrant for mercy... don't give up on me. | |
| Don't give up on me! | |
| What happens when | |
| I turn and run again? | |
| And again, and again? "I will forgive you." | |
| And what happens when | |
| I lie to your face? "I will forgive you." | |
| Oh my God, | |
| I can be so defiant to some one who's arms stretch to me. "I will forgive." | |
| Don't give up on me! | |
| Don't give up on me! "I have forgiven you!" | |
| I'll awake to new purpose to fight this body. | |
| No longer will | |
| I play the dark shepherd. | |
| Let not my words be ripped from the throat of a horror. | |
| Oh, forgiver! | |
| Where is justice in letting me live? |
| zuo qu : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
| Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. | |
| And now that | |
| I' m alone, this burst of light fills my lids and | |
| I' m awake to the songs of horror. | |
| Your illbought greatness, he' s seen it all from the frame. | |
| One day you' ll reap the seeds of a shadowed past, and | |
| I can only hope | |
| I' m there. | |
| You tried to satisfy the thirst of a thousand ages, | |
| But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity. | |
| It' s just a shrine to the words you use to wreck. | |
| Tell me, How can you sleep? | |
| How can you just welcome the wine and throw out your nets? | |
| You throw out your nets and set fame to bait the noose. | |
| Set fame to derail whats innocent. | |
| Why spare the life of inglorious waste? | |
| Why let him live? | |
| He' s just hunting your own! | |
| How can you just sit there and watch? " Because i love you more than you know. Look again and tell me what you see!" | |
| In the window was me. | |
| The massacres were all me! | |
| Oh God, please! | |
| Please! deliver the penalties for all of this from me. | |
| I' m not finding justice, no warrant for mercy... don' t give up on me. | |
| Don' t give up on me! | |
| What happens when | |
| I turn and run again? | |
| And again, and again? " I will forgive you." | |
| And what happens when | |
| I lie to your face? " I will forgive you." | |
| Oh my God, | |
| I can be so defiant to some one who' s arms stretch to me. " I will forgive." | |
| Don' t give up on me! | |
| Don' t give up on me! " I have forgiven you!" | |
| I' ll awake to new purpose to fight this body. | |
| No longer will | |
| I play the dark shepherd. | |
| Let not my words be ripped from the throat of a horror. | |
| Oh, forgiver! | |
| Where is justice in letting me live? |
| zuò qǔ : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
| Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. | |
| And now that | |
| I' m alone, this burst of light fills my lids and | |
| I' m awake to the songs of horror. | |
| Your illbought greatness, he' s seen it all from the frame. | |
| One day you' ll reap the seeds of a shadowed past, and | |
| I can only hope | |
| I' m there. | |
| You tried to satisfy the thirst of a thousand ages, | |
| But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity. | |
| It' s just a shrine to the words you use to wreck. | |
| Tell me, How can you sleep? | |
| How can you just welcome the wine and throw out your nets? | |
| You throw out your nets and set fame to bait the noose. | |
| Set fame to derail whats innocent. | |
| Why spare the life of inglorious waste? | |
| Why let him live? | |
| He' s just hunting your own! | |
| How can you just sit there and watch? " Because i love you more than you know. Look again and tell me what you see!" | |
| In the window was me. | |
| The massacres were all me! | |
| Oh God, please! | |
| Please! deliver the penalties for all of this from me. | |
| I' m not finding justice, no warrant for mercy... don' t give up on me. | |
| Don' t give up on me! | |
| What happens when | |
| I turn and run again? | |
| And again, and again? " I will forgive you." | |
| And what happens when | |
| I lie to your face? " I will forgive you." | |
| Oh my God, | |
| I can be so defiant to some one who' s arms stretch to me. " I will forgive." | |
| Don' t give up on me! | |
| Don' t give up on me! " I have forgiven you!" | |
| I' ll awake to new purpose to fight this body. | |
| No longer will | |
| I play the dark shepherd. | |
| Let not my words be ripped from the throat of a horror. | |
| Oh, forgiver! | |
| Where is justice in letting me live? |