| 歌曲 | Tools Of Separation |
| 歌手 | Anacrusis |
| 专辑 | Screams and Whispers |
| 作词 : Emery, Nardi | |
| Where once was childlike simplicity | |
| Now only remnants of blind ideals | |
| This quality of innocence | |
| Once tarnished, is forever lost | |
| It's lost... | |
| It's lost... | |
| Never to return | |
| It's lost... | |
| It's lost... | |
| We turn our heads | |
| And show our backs | |
| Burn bridges of communication | |
| Throw away and cast aside | |
| Shed these tools of separation | |
| The complexities of maturity | |
| Entangled in prejudice | |
| I'm longing for this purity | |
| Through envy and emptiness | |
| It's lost... | |
| It's lost... | |
| And nothing remains of this childhood bliss | |
| It's lost... | |
| It's lost... | |
| We turn our heads | |
| And show our backs | |
| Burn bridges of communication | |
| Throw away and cast aside | |
| Shed these tools of separation | |
| Where once was childlike simplicity | |
| Now only remnants of blind ideals | |
| This egocentric, foolish pride | |
| Never knowing happiness | |
| It's lost... | |
| It's lost... | |
| Never to return | |
| It's lost... | |
| It's lost... | |
| We turn our heads | |
| And show our backs | |
| Burn bridges of communication | |
| Throw away and cast aside | |
| Shed these tools of separation |
| zuò cí : Emery, Nardi | |
| Where once was childlike simplicity | |
| Now only remnants of blind ideals | |
| This quality of innocence | |
| Once tarnished, is forever lost | |
| It' s lost... | |
| It' s lost... | |
| Never to return | |
| It' s lost... | |
| It' s lost... | |
| We turn our heads | |
| And show our backs | |
| Burn bridges of communication | |
| Throw away and cast aside | |
| Shed these tools of separation | |
| The complexities of maturity | |
| Entangled in prejudice | |
| I' m longing for this purity | |
| Through envy and emptiness | |
| It' s lost... | |
| It' s lost... | |
| And nothing remains of this childhood bliss | |
| It' s lost... | |
| It' s lost... | |
| We turn our heads | |
| And show our backs | |
| Burn bridges of communication | |
| Throw away and cast aside | |
| Shed these tools of separation | |
| Where once was childlike simplicity | |
| Now only remnants of blind ideals | |
| This egocentric, foolish pride | |
| Never knowing happiness | |
| It' s lost... | |
| It' s lost... | |
| Never to return | |
| It' s lost... | |
| It' s lost... | |
| We turn our heads | |
| And show our backs | |
| Burn bridges of communication | |
| Throw away and cast aside | |
| Shed these tools of separation |