Trinity MCMXLV 0530 歌词

	作词 : Bray, Dolan, Dunn
	Here we stand as the forces blow
	Across the land
	Open minds and now open sores
	But no open hand
	Hiding in our trench of steel
	To witness the blast
	Nothing to say and now nothing to feel
	Now it's hopeless and past
	The wind that was meant to be
	Oppenheimer built radioactivity
	Buildings and houses crops and forethought
	Have now gone to ground
	All but the dust and the helpless debris
	Are all that are found
	Now his creation is purchased by gods
	Who must reconvene
	Deciding to cleanse the
	Earth of its life
	By priming their own warmachine
	Skil will grow soft blood will grow cold
	But not on your frame
	He mastered the deadliest weapon of all
	But was he insane
	He built it for life
	He built it for peace
	Oh that's what he thought
	But evilness knows no boundaries
	And satan will read from his court

	zuo ci : Bray, Dolan, Dunn
	Here we stand as the forces blow
	Across the land
	Open minds and now open sores
	But no open hand
	Hiding in our trench of steel
	To witness the blast
	Nothing to say and now nothing to feel
	Now it' s hopeless and past
	The wind that was meant to be
	Oppenheimer built radioactivity
	Buildings and houses crops and forethought
	Have now gone to ground
	All but the dust and the helpless debris
	Are all that are found
	Now his creation is purchased by gods
	Who must reconvene
	Deciding to cleanse the
	Earth of its life
	By priming their own warmachine
	Skil will grow soft blood will grow cold
	But not on your frame
	He mastered the deadliest weapon of all
	But was he insane
	He built it for life
	He built it for peace
	Oh that' s what he thought
	But evilness knows no boundaries
	And satan will read from his court

	zuò cí : Bray, Dolan, Dunn
	Here we stand as the forces blow
	Across the land
	Open minds and now open sores
	But no open hand
	Hiding in our trench of steel
	To witness the blast
	Nothing to say and now nothing to feel
	Now it' s hopeless and past
	The wind that was meant to be
	Oppenheimer built radioactivity
	Buildings and houses crops and forethought
	Have now gone to ground
	All but the dust and the helpless debris
	Are all that are found
	Now his creation is purchased by gods
	Who must reconvene
	Deciding to cleanse the
	Earth of its life
	By priming their own warmachine
	Skil will grow soft blood will grow cold
	But not on your frame
	He mastered the deadliest weapon of all
	But was he insane
	He built it for life
	He built it for peace
	Oh that' s what he thought
	But evilness knows no boundaries
	And satan will read from his court

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