[00:00.00] 作词 : Dave Mustaine
[00:00.52] 作曲 : Dave Mustaine
[00:01.04]For this I was chosen because I fear nothing
[00:07.17]With confidence I tread through the dead of the night
[00:12.84]Off to another war torn, far away battlefield
[00:18.70]Wherein lies a daemonic enemy horde
[00:24.54]On this day I decide to anoint my fists
[00:30.45]Engaging them in the mode of power and war
[00:36.21]Stopping at nothing that's short of fulfilling my destiny
[00:42.20]Willing to die and I will, after you for what I believe
[00:59.55]A desperate avenger striking fear in their hearts
[01:02.71]Invading their dreams before the day even starts
[01:11.27]Whet whit your blood, I sharpen my sword
[01:13.96]No turning the other cheek like a coward
[01:17.53]Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
[01:19.82]But not this day
[01:24.49]Sent on an unholy quest, to reduce all those who resist
[01:30.57]To the size of their shriveled up souls and scatter them like grist
[01:35.89]I vanquished the strangeholds that the netherworld sets for me
[01:41.16]The last request of my life is to die killing my enemies
[01:59.34]Bathed in blood up to the horses' bridle
[02:02.03]Its death to retreat, there's no chance of survival
[02:11.03]Whet whit your blood, I sharpen my sword
[02:13.47]No turning the other cheek like a coward
[02:17.16]Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
[02:19.50]But not this day
[02:23.33]this day we fight!
[02:26.67]This day we fight!
[02:30.40]This day we fight!
[02:35.45]Strip the fallen heroes, finish off the wounded
[02:41.40]Collect the spoils of war and send them back dead
[03:04.30]This day we fight!
[03:19.48]This day I fight!
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作词 : Dave Mustaine
作曲 : Dave Mustaine
For this I was chosen because I fear nothing
With confidence I tread through the dead of the night
Off to another war torn, far away battlefield
Wherein lies a daemonic enemy horde
On this day I decide to anoint my fists
Engaging them in the mode of power and war
Stopping at nothing that's short of fulfilling my destiny
Willing to die and I will, after you for what I believe
A desperate avenger striking fear in their hearts
Invading their dreams before the day even starts
Whet whit your blood, I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
But not this day
Sent on an unholy quest, to reduce all those who resist
To the size of their shriveled up souls and scatter them like grist
I vanquished the strangeholds that the netherworld sets for me
The last request of my life is to die killing my enemies
Bathed in blood up to the horses' bridle
Its death to retreat, there's no chance of survival
Whet whit your blood, I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
But not this day
this day we fight!
This day we fight!
This day we fight!
Strip the fallen heroes, finish off the wounded
Collect the spoils of war and send them back dead
This day we fight!
This day I fight!