| 歌曲 | Strike Down |
| 歌手 | Persuader |
| 专辑 | Evolution Purgatory |
| 作曲 : Persuader | |
| I don't care for the riddles unspoken | |
| March to the cross and believe | |
| My faith is never ending | |
| Now assail the creation of life | |
| No one there to welcome | |
| A bright light, on a deserted plain | |
| Your God is absent | |
| And Heaven abandoned | |
| We'll find a place, where we're no strangers | |
| Past revelation | |
| My true dominion | |
| Strike down, this fierceful entity | |
| They stand on their ground or they run | |
| Won't cease the morning sun | |
| `cause we stole heaven from the Earth | |
| Harsh, demeaning, endless seaming | |
| This was all I was given | |
| One fatal last mistake | |
| The word of remorse came too late | |
| No one there to welcome | |
| A bright light, on a deserted plain | |
| Your God is absent | |
| And Heaven abandoned | |
| Strike down, this fierceful entity | |
| They stand on their ground or they run | |
| Won't cease the morning sun | |
| `cause we stole heaven from the Earth | |
| We'll find our way there | |
| And then return | |
| We'll bring the storms | |
| Strike down, this fierceful entity | |
| They stand on their ground or they run | |
| Won't cease the morning sun | |
| `cause we stole heaven from the Earth |
| zuò qǔ : Persuader | |
| I don' t care for the riddles unspoken | |
| March to the cross and believe | |
| My faith is never ending | |
| Now assail the creation of life | |
| No one there to welcome | |
| A bright light, on a deserted plain | |
| Your God is absent | |
| And Heaven abandoned | |
| We' ll find a place, where we' re no strangers | |
| Past revelation | |
| My true dominion | |
| Strike down, this fierceful entity | |
| They stand on their ground or they run | |
| Won' t cease the morning sun | |
| cause we stole heaven from the Earth | |
| Harsh, demeaning, endless seaming | |
| This was all I was given | |
| One fatal last mistake | |
| The word of remorse came too late | |
| No one there to welcome | |
| A bright light, on a deserted plain | |
| Your God is absent | |
| And Heaven abandoned | |
| Strike down, this fierceful entity | |
| They stand on their ground or they run | |
| Won' t cease the morning sun | |
| cause we stole heaven from the Earth | |
| We' ll find our way there | |
| And then return | |
| We' ll bring the storms | |
| Strike down, this fierceful entity | |
| They stand on their ground or they run | |
| Won' t cease the morning sun | |
| cause we stole heaven from the Earth |