歌曲 | The Writing in the Sand |
歌手 | Theocracy |
专辑 | Mirror of Souls |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Benson, Smith |
[00:49.000] | As the circle forms tonight |
[00:53.000] | And I take my place to execute my "right" |
[00:57.000] | Call the filthy ones into my sight |
[01:01.000] | Bring the sinners one by one |
[01:05.000] | Stones of judgment shall avenge the things they've done |
[01:09.000] | But then I raise my head and stare into the Son |
[01:20.000] | Oh, then I feel my blood run cold |
[01:27.000] | Eyes like the sharpest blade |
[01:30.000] | That penetrate to the bottom of my soul |
[01:36.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[01:40.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[01:44.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[01:53.000] | When the mirror's shown to me |
[01:57.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[02:01.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[02:08.000] | All the things I try to hide |
[02:12.000] | All the times that I avoid your eyes |
[02:16.000] | Thinking somehow I can live the lie |
[02:20.000] | When the truth becomes too great |
[02:24.000] | And I can't try to clean my rotten, filthy state |
[02:28.000] | Or the hidden sins that doom me to my fate |
[02:38.000] | Oh, I can't hide it from Your sight |
[02:45.000] | You search out the secret things, the darkest dreams |
[02:50.000] | And reveal them in the light |
[02:55.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[02:59.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[03:03.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[03:12.000] | When the mirror's shown to me |
[03:16.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[03:20.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[04:54.000] | When the writing in the sand has washed away |
[05:02.000] | I could never turn and walk the other way |
[05:10.000] | For the words are carved into my very soul |
[05:19.000] | And the light exposes everything I know |
[05:26.000] | And all I've ever known |
[05:29.000] | Let him who had no sin |
[05:32.000] | Cast the first stone |
[05:36.000] | When the mirror's shown to me |
[05:40.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[05:44.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[05:53.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[05:57.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[06:01.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[06:10.000] | When the mirror's shown to me |
[06:14.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[06:18.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[06:26.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[06:30.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[06:34.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Benson, Smith |
[00:49.000] | As the circle forms tonight |
[00:53.000] | And I take my place to execute my " right" |
[00:57.000] | Call the filthy ones into my sight |
[01:01.000] | Bring the sinners one by one |
[01:05.000] | Stones of judgment shall avenge the things they' ve done |
[01:09.000] | But then I raise my head and stare into the Son |
[01:20.000] | Oh, then I feel my blood run cold |
[01:27.000] | Eyes like the sharpest blade |
[01:30.000] | That penetrate to the bottom of my soul |
[01:36.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[01:40.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[01:44.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[01:53.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[01:57.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[02:01.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[02:08.000] | All the things I try to hide |
[02:12.000] | All the times that I avoid your eyes |
[02:16.000] | Thinking somehow I can live the lie |
[02:20.000] | When the truth becomes too great |
[02:24.000] | And I can' t try to clean my rotten, filthy state |
[02:28.000] | Or the hidden sins that doom me to my fate |
[02:38.000] | Oh, I can' t hide it from Your sight |
[02:45.000] | You search out the secret things, the darkest dreams |
[02:50.000] | And reveal them in the light |
[02:55.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[02:59.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[03:03.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[03:12.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[03:16.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[03:20.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[04:54.000] | When the writing in the sand has washed away |
[05:02.000] | I could never turn and walk the other way |
[05:10.000] | For the words are carved into my very soul |
[05:19.000] | And the light exposes everything I know |
[05:26.000] | And all I' ve ever known |
[05:29.000] | Let him who had no sin |
[05:32.000] | Cast the first stone |
[05:36.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[05:40.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[05:44.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[05:53.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[05:57.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[06:01.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[06:10.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[06:14.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[06:18.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[06:26.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[06:30.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[06:34.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Benson, Smith |
[00:49.000] | As the circle forms tonight |
[00:53.000] | And I take my place to execute my " right" |
[00:57.000] | Call the filthy ones into my sight |
[01:01.000] | Bring the sinners one by one |
[01:05.000] | Stones of judgment shall avenge the things they' ve done |
[01:09.000] | But then I raise my head and stare into the Son |
[01:20.000] | Oh, then I feel my blood run cold |
[01:27.000] | Eyes like the sharpest blade |
[01:30.000] | That penetrate to the bottom of my soul |
[01:36.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[01:40.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[01:44.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[01:53.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[01:57.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[02:01.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[02:08.000] | All the things I try to hide |
[02:12.000] | All the times that I avoid your eyes |
[02:16.000] | Thinking somehow I can live the lie |
[02:20.000] | When the truth becomes too great |
[02:24.000] | And I can' t try to clean my rotten, filthy state |
[02:28.000] | Or the hidden sins that doom me to my fate |
[02:38.000] | Oh, I can' t hide it from Your sight |
[02:45.000] | You search out the secret things, the darkest dreams |
[02:50.000] | And reveal them in the light |
[02:55.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[02:59.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[03:03.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[03:12.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[03:16.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[03:20.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[04:54.000] | When the writing in the sand has washed away |
[05:02.000] | I could never turn and walk the other way |
[05:10.000] | For the words are carved into my very soul |
[05:19.000] | And the light exposes everything I know |
[05:26.000] | And all I' ve ever known |
[05:29.000] | Let him who had no sin |
[05:32.000] | Cast the first stone |
[05:36.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[05:40.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[05:44.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[05:53.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[05:57.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[06:01.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |
[06:10.000] | When the mirror' s shown to me |
[06:14.000] | I see my own hypocrisy |
[06:18.000] | And weep upon the writing in the sand |
[06:26.000] | Words of truth that cut so deep |
[06:30.000] | You write the lines of mystery |
[06:34.000] | I stumble and the stone I held in hand is cast away |