| 歌曲 | By No Means |
| 歌手 | Lindsey Stirling |
| 歌手 | Eppic |
| 专辑 | Singles EP |
| Would you prefer me philosophical or preferably versatile | |
| Or the deprived of the gospel, metaphors compiled | |
| Now that my body is use to this adjustment | |
| That’s tearing away at my physique | |
| Consider of an inconceivable substance | |
| Got this disturbing uncertainty, that I’m being escorted to a dance by impurity | |
| Maybe if you had the audacity to conduct casual fatality | |
| Or even a damp in my anatomy | |
| Consider this supremacy of my identity an ultimatum | |
| Implicate, sustain, sophistication | |
| For me to recuperate the ink that I’ve wasted on you | |
| That even the sun was left saturated | |
| You describe me as abstain, probably to you I’m but a strange | |
| Restrained by the smoke ventilating through his own chambers | |
| Reconcile your paranoia, develop into a spec of knowledge | |
| Devious to break bonds to my quantum of solace | |
| Underneath the darken sun | |
| Is what I’m going to save you from | |
| What you may not see, that I’m no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| No greater force than the force of a man determined to rise | |
| Looking above him you practically see the sky’s in his eyes | |
| And I’m, by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| What I know for certain that I’m on the verge of going into deep | |
| Going at it psychologically stripping the layers of my entity | |
| To see just how poetic | |
| From the scraps and remains, developed into a structured method | |
| How is that my sanity is barely left intact | |
| Redirect what’s going at my intellect | |
| Though I have kissed lips defiled by liquor | |
| Was benevolently sinister, for me god had formulated an elixir | |
| Cause I got such a burning devotion, whenever constructing a sentence | |
| But you see me as someone who has yet to defy the laws of physics | |
| Rare form, wings spreaded | |
| God save me from this asylum, but taking me out of this element | |
| Would you prefer me philosophical or preferably versatile | |
| Or the deprived of the gospel, metaphors compiled | |
| Maybe a mere mortal with acapella analogies | |
| But you have yet to leave me because of my mortality | |
| Underneath the darken sun | |
| Is what I’m going to save you from | |
| What you may not see, that I’m no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| No greater force than the force of a man determined to rise | |
| Looking above him you practically see the sky’s in his eyes | |
| And I’m, by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious |
| Would you prefer me philosophical or preferably versatile | |
| Or the deprived of the gospel, metaphors compiled | |
| Now that my body is use to this adjustment | |
| That' s tearing away at my physique | |
| Consider of an inconceivable substance | |
| Got this disturbing uncertainty, that I' m being escorted to a dance by impurity | |
| Maybe if you had the audacity to conduct casual fatality | |
| Or even a damp in my anatomy | |
| Consider this supremacy of my identity an ultimatum | |
| Implicate, sustain, sophistication | |
| For me to recuperate the ink that I' ve wasted on you | |
| That even the sun was left saturated | |
| You describe me as abstain, probably to you I' m but a strange | |
| Restrained by the smoke ventilating through his own chambers | |
| Reconcile your paranoia, develop into a spec of knowledge | |
| Devious to break bonds to my quantum of solace | |
| Underneath the darken sun | |
| Is what I' m going to save you from | |
| What you may not see, that I' m no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| No greater force than the force of a man determined to rise | |
| Looking above him you practically see the sky' s in his eyes | |
| And I' m, by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| What I know for certain that I' m on the verge of going into deep | |
| Going at it psychologically stripping the layers of my entity | |
| To see just how poetic | |
| From the scraps and remains, developed into a structured method | |
| How is that my sanity is barely left intact | |
| Redirect what' s going at my intellect | |
| Though I have kissed lips defiled by liquor | |
| Was benevolently sinister, for me god had formulated an elixir | |
| Cause I got such a burning devotion, whenever constructing a sentence | |
| But you see me as someone who has yet to defy the laws of physics | |
| Rare form, wings spreaded | |
| God save me from this asylum, but taking me out of this element | |
| Would you prefer me philosophical or preferably versatile | |
| Or the deprived of the gospel, metaphors compiled | |
| Maybe a mere mortal with acapella analogies | |
| But you have yet to leave me because of my mortality | |
| Underneath the darken sun | |
| Is what I' m going to save you from | |
| What you may not see, that I' m no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| No greater force than the force of a man determined to rise | |
| Looking above him you practically see the sky' s in his eyes | |
| And I' m, by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious | |
| By by no means impervious, by by no means impervious |