歌曲 | False Flag |
歌手 | Noctorum |
专辑 | Honey Mink Forever |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Noctorum | |
作曲 : Noctorum | |
We saw them whisper in your ear | |
The words that you expected to hear | |
Mission accomplished | |
Handshakes all 'round | |
You climbed into your private jet | |
Not a hint of remorse or regret | |
Your master's smile | |
The battle nearly won | |
Where were the interceptors | |
Where was Captain Kirk | |
Why was there no warning | |
The radar didn't work | |
Such a perfect execution | |
The media played a part | |
While the heroes and the fallen | |
Are all left in the dark | |
Meanwhile in the tower | |
I'm debating what to do | |
I never did have a head for heights | |
But I have to make a move | |
The terror of a certain death | |
The screams, the smoke, the chaos | |
As loved ones hear the phones go dead | |
And turn to those who betrayed us | |
And in the crackling dawn | |
They cleared the debris away | |
So it would never be known | |
What really happened that day | |
And they relied on us all | |
To believe what we were told | |
So full of shock and of awe | |
We trusted them with our souls | |
We trusted them with our souls | |
Our captain was looking nervous | |
As the sun set on the bay | |
He called the gunners to their stations | |
The anchors hauled away | |
An eerie calm descended | |
On the Gulf of Mexico | |
No Spanish through the glasses | |
Just a ripple in the status quo | |
Meanwhile on the foredeck | |
I'm debating what to do | |
The ocean looms below me | |
Cold and deep and blue | |
The ship is listing badly | |
Soon we all could drown | |
I thought I saw a gunboat | |
One of ours, before we all went down | |
At home the bankers are pleased | |
Investment trebles that day | |
The stock exchange is busy | |
Conscription gets underway | |
And truth is twisted to suit | |
The aims of merciless men | |
They're sacrificing our lives | |
To iron and steel again | |
To iron and steel again |
zuo ci : Noctorum | |
zuo qu : Noctorum | |
We saw them whisper in your ear | |
The words that you expected to hear | |
Mission accomplished | |
Handshakes all ' round | |
You climbed into your private jet | |
Not a hint of remorse or regret | |
Your master' s smile | |
The battle nearly won | |
Where were the interceptors | |
Where was Captain Kirk | |
Why was there no warning | |
The radar didn' t work | |
Such a perfect execution | |
The media played a part | |
While the heroes and the fallen | |
Are all left in the dark | |
Meanwhile in the tower | |
I' m debating what to do | |
I never did have a head for heights | |
But I have to make a move | |
The terror of a certain death | |
The screams, the smoke, the chaos | |
As loved ones hear the phones go dead | |
And turn to those who betrayed us | |
And in the crackling dawn | |
They cleared the debris away | |
So it would never be known | |
What really happened that day | |
And they relied on us all | |
To believe what we were told | |
So full of shock and of awe | |
We trusted them with our souls | |
We trusted them with our souls | |
Our captain was looking nervous | |
As the sun set on the bay | |
He called the gunners to their stations | |
The anchors hauled away | |
An eerie calm descended | |
On the Gulf of Mexico | |
No Spanish through the glasses | |
Just a ripple in the status quo | |
Meanwhile on the foredeck | |
I' m debating what to do | |
The ocean looms below me | |
Cold and deep and blue | |
The ship is listing badly | |
Soon we all could drown | |
I thought I saw a gunboat | |
One of ours, before we all went down | |
At home the bankers are pleased | |
Investment trebles that day | |
The stock exchange is busy | |
Conscription gets underway | |
And truth is twisted to suit | |
The aims of merciless men | |
They' re sacrificing our lives | |
To iron and steel again | |
To iron and steel again |
zuò cí : Noctorum | |
zuò qǔ : Noctorum | |
We saw them whisper in your ear | |
The words that you expected to hear | |
Mission accomplished | |
Handshakes all ' round | |
You climbed into your private jet | |
Not a hint of remorse or regret | |
Your master' s smile | |
The battle nearly won | |
Where were the interceptors | |
Where was Captain Kirk | |
Why was there no warning | |
The radar didn' t work | |
Such a perfect execution | |
The media played a part | |
While the heroes and the fallen | |
Are all left in the dark | |
Meanwhile in the tower | |
I' m debating what to do | |
I never did have a head for heights | |
But I have to make a move | |
The terror of a certain death | |
The screams, the smoke, the chaos | |
As loved ones hear the phones go dead | |
And turn to those who betrayed us | |
And in the crackling dawn | |
They cleared the debris away | |
So it would never be known | |
What really happened that day | |
And they relied on us all | |
To believe what we were told | |
So full of shock and of awe | |
We trusted them with our souls | |
We trusted them with our souls | |
Our captain was looking nervous | |
As the sun set on the bay | |
He called the gunners to their stations | |
The anchors hauled away | |
An eerie calm descended | |
On the Gulf of Mexico | |
No Spanish through the glasses | |
Just a ripple in the status quo | |
Meanwhile on the foredeck | |
I' m debating what to do | |
The ocean looms below me | |
Cold and deep and blue | |
The ship is listing badly | |
Soon we all could drown | |
I thought I saw a gunboat | |
One of ours, before we all went down | |
At home the bankers are pleased | |
Investment trebles that day | |
The stock exchange is busy | |
Conscription gets underway | |
And truth is twisted to suit | |
The aims of merciless men | |
They' re sacrificing our lives | |
To iron and steel again | |
To iron and steel again |