[00:00.00] 作词 : Flotsam & Jetsam, Gilbert ...
[00:00.00] The promise cast, the hopeful lured
[01:33.69]Stabbing by the pointed words
[01:37.32]Tortures of the damned you'll find
[01:41.31]Guilt preys upon the human mind
[01:51.48]All you know and all you feel
[01:55.23]Is all there is and all that's real
[01:58.71]Innocent told you're a worthless pain
[02:01.86]Eventually drives all insane
[02:12.51]Bleak optimism gained
[02:16.29]A lame excuse to hide the pain
[02:19.74]Instinct stifled be ashamed
[02:23.25]For what you feel is right and sane
[02:39.45]Suffering, told what you feel and need is wrong
[02:46.95]When conflicting with the machine
[02:50.67]The machine that's run so long
[02:55.50]Suffer the masses, contradicting views inside
[03:02.46]Suffer the masses, the personality divides
[03:09.36]Suffer the masses, what's told and what you know
[03:16.29]Suffer the masses, now, now the neuroses grows
[04:16.77]Generations handed down
[04:20.28]The false smile to hide your frown
[04:23.82]Instinct stifled don't be afraid
[04:27.24]For what you feel is right and sane
[04:37.32]The promise cast, the hopeful lured
[04:40.83]Stabbed by the pointed words
[04:44.31]Tortures of the stabbed you'll find
[04:48.30]As guilt devours your broken mind

作词 : Flotsam & Jetsam, Gilbert ...
The promise cast, the hopeful lured
Stabbing by the pointed words
Tortures of the damned you'll find
Guilt preys upon the human mind
All you know and all you feel
Is all there is and all that's real
Innocent told you're a worthless pain
Eventually drives all insane
Bleak optimism gained
A lame excuse to hide the pain
Instinct stifled be ashamed
For what you feel is right and sane
Suffering, told what you feel and need is wrong
When conflicting with the machine
The machine that's run so long
Suffer the masses, contradicting views inside
Suffer the masses, the personality divides
Suffer the masses, what's told and what you know
Suffer the masses, now, now the neuroses grows
Generations handed down
The false smile to hide your frown
Instinct stifled don't be afraid
For what you feel is right and sane
The promise cast, the hopeful lured
Stabbed by the pointed words
Tortures of the stabbed you'll find
As guilt devours your broken mind