[00:00.00] 作曲 : Adler, Blythe, Campbell ...
[00:00.00]Remorse Is For The Dead -Lamb of God （帝的羔羊）
[01:17.524]The dirty Lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain
[01:23.844]Too many nights raising hell worked a little all too well
[01:30.24]Constructed a monument to denial and excess
[01:35.794]Sunk so low crawled so far back
[01:38.404]There's nowhere left to regress
[01:46.711]If these walls could talk
[01:48.500]They would tell a horror story
[01:51.600]Never ending winter
[01:54.230]Violence and infidelity
[01:56.930]Shadows fall through broken panes
[01:59.570]Careless words that are filled with hate
[02:02.220]Just enough to keep it together
[02:04.880]Never enough to make it work
[02:07.350]All the tongues here are forked
[02:10.120]We are a hailstorm of broken glass
[02:12.900]Follow the path of least expectance
[02:15.829]A huge stinking pile of sick
[02:26.968]Pile it higher and higher
[02:29.308]Light the match start the fire
[02:32.167]Level this place and tell nothing's left and take us with it
[02:40.592]Surroundings are irate
[02:42.882]Crack of dawn brings naught but pain
[02:45.512]Resentment steadily grows
[02:48.162]Laughing in the gallows
[02:51.212]Full throttle determined to fail
[02:53.602]Pedal to the metal asleep at the wheel
[02:56.152]We are the lucky ones welcome home
[03:10.218]Pile it higher and higher
[03:12.558]Light the match start the fire
[03:15.307]Level this place tell nothing's left and take us with it
[03:38.213]Poisoned nerves and a bloody antidote
[03:41.772]Violence is not an aberration
[03:45.952]It's a rule
[03:48.602]Dying beyond the pale
[03:52.542]Your beatings will continue until my morale improves
[03:57.651]I don't hate you
[03:59.441]I'm just roving an enemy
[04:02.531]Remorse is for the dead
[05:01.20]I'm just roving an enemy
[05:08.269]Remorse is for the dead
[05:10.599]My enemy
[05:14.38]Remorse is for the dead
[05:15.908]For dead
[05:16.817]For dead
[05:17.837]For dead

作曲 : Adler, Blythe, Campbell ...
Remorse Is For The Dead -Lamb of God （帝的羔羊）
The dirty Lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain
Too many nights raising hell worked a little all too well
Constructed a monument to denial and excess
Sunk so low crawled so far back
There's nowhere left to regress
If these walls could talk
They would tell a horror story
Never ending winter
Violence and infidelity
Shadows fall through broken panes
Careless words that are filled with hate
Just enough to keep it together
Never enough to make it work
All the tongues here are forked
We are a hailstorm of broken glass
Follow the path of least expectance
A huge stinking pile of sick
Pile it higher and higher
Light the match start the fire
Level this place and tell nothing's left and take us with it
Surroundings are irate
Crack of dawn brings naught but pain
Resentment steadily grows
Laughing in the gallows
Full throttle determined to fail
Pedal to the metal asleep at the wheel
We are the lucky ones welcome home
Pile it higher and higher
Light the match start the fire
Level this place tell nothing's left and take us with it
Poisoned nerves and a bloody antidote
Violence is not an aberration
It's a rule
Dying beyond the pale
Your beatings will continue until my morale improves
I don't hate you
I'm just roving an enemy
Remorse is for the dead
I'm just roving an enemy
Remorse is for the dead
My enemy
Remorse is for the dead
For dead
For dead
For dead