作词 : Cederlund | |
There are times | |
We forget to think | |
Years of oblivion | |
Seems like eternity | |
There are times | |
We get lost | |
Forget to believe | |
In humanity | |
Souls seem to quiver | |
The world's about to collapse | |
We got every cell on stand-by | |
Waiting for relapse | |
There are times | |
Can't hold it together | |
Everything | |
Turns out wrong | |
There are times | |
We're fighting wars | |
It's damn hard to get along | |
Flesh growing weaker | |
Legs don't seem to stand | |
We got every cell on stand-by | |
Waiting for command | |
We know that our death will be soon | |
It's what we achieved with our daily gloom | |
No hope for the future in this concrete room | |
We're now aware that this is our doom | |
So if this is real | |
I better kneel | |
I'm doing my part'cause everything that's left of me | |
Is a skeleton of steel |
zuo ci : Cederlund | |
There are times | |
We forget to think | |
Years of oblivion | |
Seems like eternity | |
There are times | |
We get lost | |
Forget to believe | |
In humanity | |
Souls seem to quiver | |
The world' s about to collapse | |
We got every cell on standby | |
Waiting for relapse | |
There are times | |
Can' t hold it together | |
Everything | |
Turns out wrong | |
There are times | |
We' re fighting wars | |
It' s damn hard to get along | |
Flesh growing weaker | |
Legs don' t seem to stand | |
We got every cell on standby | |
Waiting for command | |
We know that our death will be soon | |
It' s what we achieved with our daily gloom | |
No hope for the future in this concrete room | |
We' re now aware that this is our doom | |
So if this is real | |
I better kneel | |
I' m doing my part' cause everything that' s left of me | |
Is a skeleton of steel |
zuò cí : Cederlund | |
There are times | |
We forget to think | |
Years of oblivion | |
Seems like eternity | |
There are times | |
We get lost | |
Forget to believe | |
In humanity | |
Souls seem to quiver | |
The world' s about to collapse | |
We got every cell on standby | |
Waiting for relapse | |
There are times | |
Can' t hold it together | |
Everything | |
Turns out wrong | |
There are times | |
We' re fighting wars | |
It' s damn hard to get along | |
Flesh growing weaker | |
Legs don' t seem to stand | |
We got every cell on standby | |
Waiting for command | |
We know that our death will be soon | |
It' s what we achieved with our daily gloom | |
No hope for the future in this concrete room | |
We' re now aware that this is our doom | |
So if this is real | |
I better kneel | |
I' m doing my part' cause everything that' s left of me | |
Is a skeleton of steel |