作曲 : Kinard, Oh Sleeper
Regaining consciousness under a swinging moon, he speaks of alliances that beckoned me long before the womb 
I’ve caused more wounds than 
I’m worth 
I see now, you must not have heard… 
I am the natural born killer 
There is freedom passed your history, but 
This air won’t fill my lungs, you should be breathing blood 
See, this death, it was your victory, so 
Teach me to fill my lungs, never stop breathing blood 
I had it all so very wrong, but 
I fought, 
I fought with only song 
Because I’ve tried, 
I’m trying like a beast all alone 
My words, my words have aired in poison 
Please teach me how to breathe because this air is failing my need 
Fill my lungs with what will bleed from my enemies 
If death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? 
I’m born a war machine not knowing which beckon to heed 
Will I rise as a tool for glory or be lost in dormancies? 
I’ve regained consciousness under this swinging moon 
You filled my lungs and each breath heals this killer’s wounds 
There is freedom passed your history, but 
This air won’t fill my lungs, you should be breathing blood 
See, this death, it was your victory, so 
Teach me to fill my lungs, never stop breathing blood 
Because I hear him speaking to me 
For the first time he cleared my head, that’s when he said, “
Only cowards keep dormant their sleeping strength, and soon you’ll find, only the fearless will reach their potential’s peak” 
Tell me, if death is victory, how afraid of life can we be? 
If death is victory, how afraid of life can we be?