| Song | I Dream of July |
| Artist | Bleeding Through |
| Album | Portrait of the Goddess |
| 作曲 : Bleeding Through | |
| Monday morning, a midwest gloom above. | |
| The word on the other end, the news's of death of hope. | |
| Life slain by love, | |
| I don't think that we will live through this. | |
| Life slain by promise. | |
| One last message of the voice of him,the voice of hope. | |
| But there was no hope, every second unfulfilled lifeless reality. | |
| For every weakened mind, for every broken heart, his strength will remain for memories every fucking day. | |
| Every word you said came true, with this knife to your throat. | |
| You got left in this hole, left alone to die. | |
| You foresaw the end. | |
| Is this what you want from us? | |
| Is this what you wish from us? | |
| You foresaw the end. | |
| You for took the end. | |
| Is this what you want from us? | |
| Now we're going to give it to you. |
| zuò qǔ : Bleeding Through | |
| Monday morning, a midwest gloom above. | |
| The word on the other end, the news' s of death of hope. | |
| Life slain by love, | |
| I don' t think that we will live through this. | |
| Life slain by promise. | |
| One last message of the voice of him, the voice of hope. | |
| But there was no hope, every second unfulfilled lifeless reality. | |
| For every weakened mind, for every broken heart, his strength will remain for memories every fucking day. | |
| Every word you said came true, with this knife to your throat. | |
| You got left in this hole, left alone to die. | |
| You foresaw the end. | |
| Is this what you want from us? | |
| Is this what you wish from us? | |
| You foresaw the end. | |
| You for took the end. | |
| Is this what you want from us? | |
| Now we' re going to give it to you. |