| 歌曲 | Nothing's Sacred |
| 歌手 | London After Midnight |
| 专辑 | Violent Acts of Beauty |
| 作曲 : Brennan | |
| Nothing's sacred. | |
| Nothing's pure. | |
| Nothing's sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| 'cause nothing's sacred anymore. | |
| I´ve seen it all. | |
| I´ve seen it all before. | |
| it´s such a bore. | |
| You sell your souls like a whores. | |
| You´ve killed, free will. | |
| Free Me, of responsibility. | |
| You hope, you pray, | |
| you´ll be the one who's saved. | |
| But nothing's sacred. | |
| Nothing's pure. | |
| Nothing's sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| 'cause nothing's sacred anymore. | |
| I´ve asked you all. | |
| I´ve begged you all before. | |
| Give in to evolution, | |
| but you´d rather buy absolution. | |
| You´ve killed, free will. | |
| Free Me, of responsibility. | |
| You hope, you pray, | |
| you´ll be the one who's saved. | |
| But nothing's sacred. | |
| Nothing's pure. | |
| Nothing's sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| 'cause nothing's sacred, anymore. | |
| There´s no salvation. | |
| there´s no truth. | |
| We are your retribution. | |
| We are the brutal youth. | |
| We are the future. | |
| We are the past. | |
| We are your guilt trip. | |
| And we are you class. | |
| But nothing's sacred. | |
| Nothing's pure. | |
| Nothing's sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| 'cause nothing's sacred, anymore. |
| zuò qǔ : Brennan | |
| Nothing' s sacred. | |
| Nothing' s pure. | |
| Nothing' s sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| ' cause nothing' s sacred anymore. | |
| I ve seen it all. | |
| I ve seen it all before. | |
| it s such a bore. | |
| You sell your souls like a whores. | |
| You ve killed, free will. | |
| Free Me, of responsibility. | |
| You hope, you pray, | |
| you ll be the one who' s saved. | |
| But nothing' s sacred. | |
| Nothing' s pure. | |
| Nothing' s sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| ' cause nothing' s sacred anymore. | |
| I ve asked you all. | |
| I ve begged you all before. | |
| Give in to evolution, | |
| but you d rather buy absolution. | |
| You ve killed, free will. | |
| Free Me, of responsibility. | |
| You hope, you pray, | |
| you ll be the one who' s saved. | |
| But nothing' s sacred. | |
| Nothing' s pure. | |
| Nothing' s sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| ' cause nothing' s sacred, anymore. | |
| There s no salvation. | |
| there s no truth. | |
| We are your retribution. | |
| We are the brutal youth. | |
| We are the future. | |
| We are the past. | |
| We are your guilt trip. | |
| And we are you class. | |
| But nothing' s sacred. | |
| Nothing' s pure. | |
| Nothing' s sacred, anymore. | |
| Forget salvation. | |
| Forget the cure | |
| ' cause nothing' s sacred, anymore. |