| Song | Time Table |
| Artist | Genesis |
| Album | Greatest Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ... |
| [00:17.52] | A carved oak table, tells a tale |
| [00:23.28] | Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold |
| [00:29.73] | And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room |
| [00:36.45] | To arbor's cool |
| [00:40.92] | A time of valor and legends born |
| [00:46.83] | A time when honor meant much more to a man than life |
| [00:53.25] | And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong |
| [00:59.76] | Through lance and sword |
| [01:05.85] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [01:10.26] | Or have killed for an answer |
| [01:17.40] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [01:21.81] | That no race has been grander |
| [01:29.37] | It seems because through time and space |
| [01:37.17] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore |
| [02:18.00] | A dusty table, musty smells |
| [02:23.91] | Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor |
| [02:30.27] | Only feeble light descends through a film of |
| [02:33.57] | GreyThat scars the panes |
| [02:36.42] | Gone the carving and those who left their mark |
| [02:45.81] | Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway |
| [02:53.82] | And the weak must die according to nature's law |
| [03:00.99] | As old as they |
| [03:01.26] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [03:10.92] | Or have killed for an answer |
| [03:18.03] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [03:22.41] | That no race has been grander |
| [03:29.40] | It seems because through time and space |
| [03:37.62] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ... |
| [00:17.52] | A carved oak table, tells a tale |
| [00:23.28] | Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold |
| [00:29.73] | And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room |
| [00:36.45] | To arbor' s cool |
| [00:40.92] | A time of valor and legends born |
| [00:46.83] | A time when honor meant much more to a man than life |
| [00:53.25] | And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong |
| [00:59.76] | Through lance and sword |
| [01:05.85] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [01:10.26] | Or have killed for an answer |
| [01:17.40] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [01:21.81] | That no race has been grander |
| [01:29.37] | It seems because through time and space |
| [01:37.17] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore |
| [02:18.00] | A dusty table, musty smells |
| [02:23.91] | Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor |
| [02:30.27] | Only feeble light descends through a film of |
| [02:33.57] | GreyThat scars the panes |
| [02:36.42] | Gone the carving and those who left their mark |
| [02:45.81] | Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway |
| [02:53.82] | And the weak must die according to nature' s law |
| [03:00.99] | As old as they |
| [03:01.26] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [03:10.92] | Or have killed for an answer |
| [03:18.03] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [03:22.41] | That no race has been grander |
| [03:29.40] | It seems because through time and space |
| [03:37.62] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ... |
| [00:17.52] | A carved oak table, tells a tale |
| [00:23.28] | Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold |
| [00:29.73] | And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room |
| [00:36.45] | To arbor' s cool |
| [00:40.92] | A time of valor and legends born |
| [00:46.83] | A time when honor meant much more to a man than life |
| [00:53.25] | And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong |
| [00:59.76] | Through lance and sword |
| [01:05.85] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [01:10.26] | Or have killed for an answer |
| [01:17.40] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [01:21.81] | That no race has been grander |
| [01:29.37] | It seems because through time and space |
| [01:37.17] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore |
| [02:18.00] | A dusty table, musty smells |
| [02:23.91] | Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor |
| [02:30.27] | Only feeble light descends through a film of |
| [02:33.57] | GreyThat scars the panes |
| [02:36.42] | Gone the carving and those who left their mark |
| [02:45.81] | Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway |
| [02:53.82] | And the weak must die according to nature' s law |
| [03:00.99] | As old as they |
| [03:01.26] | Why, why can we never be sure till we die |
| [03:10.92] | Or have killed for an answer |
| [03:18.03] | Why, why do we suffer each race to believe |
| [03:22.41] | That no race has been grander |
| [03:29.40] | It seems because through time and space |
| [03:37.62] | Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore |