Bought and Sold Lyrics
| Song | Bought and Sold |
| Artist | Almanac |
| Album | Rush of Death |
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| 作词 : Patrick Sühl | |
| 作曲 : Victor Smolski | |
| Born to despair and poverty | |
| A life not worth of living | |
| Expendable from the get-go | |
| Torn from the womb raised with the dogs | |
| No sun is shining on me | |
| Down in the gutter is my home | |
| Rejected - Neglected | |
| Infected with the will to kill – I’m falling | |
| Corroded - Devoted | |
| But there's a chance to win some dignity | |
| Mouth full of dirt, blood on my face | |
| The wooden sword beside me | |
| My hands too sore to grab the hilt | |
| Supposed to kneel, wait for the blow | |
| 10.000 people screaming | |
| Die in accordance to the code | |
| Subjected - Dissected | |
| I’m gonna leave this life behind me now | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| The end of things ahead | |
| Still feeling human for the first time | |
| Born to thrill the crowd | |
| No reason to be proud | |
| No higher meaning to unfold | |
| Fight for a life that has been bought and sold | |
| Get up! You little maggot | |
| Don’t ever think that you’re allowed to lose | |
| Stand up! It’s time to dust off | |
| Don’t ever think that they will show you mercy | |
| Man up! No second chances | |
| Don’t ever think that I’m the enemy | |
| Rise up! To stand above them | |
| It’s your only shot | |
| Rejected - Neglected | |
| Infected with the will to kill – I’m falling | |
| Deported - Applauded | |
| Rewarded with the chance to die in pain | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| The end of things ahead | |
| Still feeling human for the first time | |
| Born to thrill the crowd | |
| No reason to be proud | |
| No higher meaning to unfold | |
| Fight for a life that has been bought and sold | |
| The | |
| Human Essence | |
| music: Smolski / lyrics: Rashid | |
| When death becomes a feast | |
| the human essence shows its real face | |
| When human beings become puppets | |
| the audience is pleased | |
| The fight is over | |
| and you're back in your cell | |
| waiting for your next opportunity | |
| to live or die in the sand | |
| What's on your mind | |
| when the only way out is the fight | |
| when blood flows into your muscles | |
| for the purpose of being a death machine | |
| and finally | |
| being killed |
| zuo ci : Patrick Sü hl | |
| zuo qu : Victor Smolski | |
| Born to despair and poverty | |
| A life not worth of living | |
| Expendable from the getgo | |
| Torn from the womb raised with the dogs | |
| No sun is shining on me | |
| Down in the gutter is my home | |
| Rejected Neglected | |
| Infected with the will to kill I' m falling | |
| Corroded Devoted | |
| But there' s a chance to win some dignity | |
| Mouth full of dirt, blood on my face | |
| The wooden sword beside me | |
| My hands too sore to grab the hilt | |
| Supposed to kneel, wait for the blow | |
| 10. 000 people screaming | |
| Die in accordance to the code | |
| Subjected Dissected | |
| I' m gonna leave this life behind me now | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| The end of things ahead | |
| Still feeling human for the first time | |
| Born to thrill the crowd | |
| No reason to be proud | |
| No higher meaning to unfold | |
| Fight for a life that has been bought and sold | |
| Get up! You little maggot | |
| Don' t ever think that you' re allowed to lose | |
| Stand up! It' s time to dust off | |
| Don' t ever think that they will show you mercy | |
| Man up! No second chances | |
| Don' t ever think that I' m the enemy | |
| Rise up! To stand above them | |
| It' s your only shot | |
| Rejected Neglected | |
| Infected with the will to kill I' m falling | |
| Deported Applauded | |
| Rewarded with the chance to die in pain | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| The end of things ahead | |
| Still feeling human for the first time | |
| Born to thrill the crowd | |
| No reason to be proud | |
| No higher meaning to unfold | |
| Fight for a life that has been bought and sold | |
| The | |
| Human Essence | |
| music: Smolski lyrics: Rashid | |
| When death becomes a feast | |
| the human essence shows its real face | |
| When human beings become puppets | |
| the audience is pleased | |
| The fight is over | |
| and you' re back in your cell | |
| waiting for your next opportunity | |
| to live or die in the sand | |
| What' s on your mind | |
| when the only way out is the fight | |
| when blood flows into your muscles | |
| for the purpose of being a death machine | |
| and finally | |
| being killed |
| zuò cí : Patrick Sü hl | |
| zuò qǔ : Victor Smolski | |
| Born to despair and poverty | |
| A life not worth of living | |
| Expendable from the getgo | |
| Torn from the womb raised with the dogs | |
| No sun is shining on me | |
| Down in the gutter is my home | |
| Rejected Neglected | |
| Infected with the will to kill I' m falling | |
| Corroded Devoted | |
| But there' s a chance to win some dignity | |
| Mouth full of dirt, blood on my face | |
| The wooden sword beside me | |
| My hands too sore to grab the hilt | |
| Supposed to kneel, wait for the blow | |
| 10. 000 people screaming | |
| Die in accordance to the code | |
| Subjected Dissected | |
| I' m gonna leave this life behind me now | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| The end of things ahead | |
| Still feeling human for the first time | |
| Born to thrill the crowd | |
| No reason to be proud | |
| No higher meaning to unfold | |
| Fight for a life that has been bought and sold | |
| Get up! You little maggot | |
| Don' t ever think that you' re allowed to lose | |
| Stand up! It' s time to dust off | |
| Don' t ever think that they will show you mercy | |
| Man up! No second chances | |
| Don' t ever think that I' m the enemy | |
| Rise up! To stand above them | |
| It' s your only shot | |
| Rejected Neglected | |
| Infected with the will to kill I' m falling | |
| Deported Applauded | |
| Rewarded with the chance to die in pain | |
| Hanging by a thread | |
| The end of things ahead | |
| Still feeling human for the first time | |
| Born to thrill the crowd | |
| No reason to be proud | |
| No higher meaning to unfold | |
| Fight for a life that has been bought and sold | |
| The | |
| Human Essence | |
| music: Smolski lyrics: Rashid | |
| When death becomes a feast | |
| the human essence shows its real face | |
| When human beings become puppets | |
| the audience is pleased | |
| The fight is over | |
| and you' re back in your cell | |
| waiting for your next opportunity | |
| to live or die in the sand | |
| What' s on your mind | |
| when the only way out is the fight | |
| when blood flows into your muscles | |
| for the purpose of being a death machine | |
| and finally | |
| being killed |
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