作词 : 李承真
作曲 : Remnants of the Fallen
Deep in the boundless realm of untouched, pure human notion
The grand cradle of civilization
The gods in us scream for perfection
Rejecting wanton conduct
Practiced by the disgraceful among us
Discoloration of our sacred temple
We must deprogram
The weeds among our dying species
Through constant expurgation
The infection of the mind shall be cleansed
Our vigilant watch will reveal
The colors inside our vibrant thoughts
Still waiting, forlorn
Set in motion by silence alone
Mouths spitting hate and carrion
Our trinity decays
Mouths spitting hate and carrion
Our trinity decays
No more living the life of forgiveness
Resist the words that have clouded our senses
I saw the ones above bleeding out their souls
From their hollow eyes, the gift that we abuse
I saw the ones above bleeding out their souls
From their hollow eyes, the gift that we abuse
And now the ones above became numb to our despair
For we turned their gifts into our curse
Still waiting, forlorn
Set in motion by silence alone
Mouths spitting hate and carrion
Our trinity decays
From dust we have risen, lifted by the great unknown
But all we’ve ever woven; hate and carrion
作词 : 李承真
作曲 : Remnants of the Fallen
Deep in the boundless realm of untouched, pure human notion
The grand cradle of civilization
The gods in us scream for perfection
Rejecting wanton conduct
Practiced by the disgraceful among us
Discoloration of our sacred temple
We must deprogram
The weeds among our dying species
Through constant expurgation
The infection of the mind shall be cleansed
Our vigilant watch will reveal
The colors inside our vibrant thoughts
Still waiting, forlorn
Set in motion by silence alone
Mouths spitting hate and carrion
Our trinity decays
Mouths spitting hate and carrion
Our trinity decays
No more living the life of forgiveness
Resist the words that have clouded our senses
I saw the ones above bleeding out their souls
From their hollow eyes, the gift that we abuse
I saw the ones above bleeding out their souls
From their hollow eyes, the gift that we abuse
And now the ones above became numb to our despair
For we turned their gifts into our curse
Still waiting, forlorn
Set in motion by silence alone
Mouths spitting hate and carrion
Our trinity decays
From dust we have risen, lifted by the great unknown
But all we’ve ever woven; hate and carrion