[00:00.00] 作词 : Pete Ross
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Pete Ross
[00:44.43]The first 7 years there was peace and tranquillity
[00:49.98]Nothing to save the purest soul
[00:54.30]But a bright light was lost taken by a force of nature
[00:59.31]From that day on the troubles began
[01:04.17]From a roaring inferno the beast did arrive
[01:09.27]Striking at the heart of its own core
[01:13.89]Those 7 years that came brought a cruelly twisted fate
[01:18.81]Leaving a field of buried wounds in its wake
[01:23.28]Now I lie over you over you
[01:27.99]Now I lie over you over you
[01:33.21]The number 35 is tattooed in my mind
[01:37.89]Now I lie over you over you
[02:02.28]So the hand that turned the tide
[02:04.77]that keeps feeding off the blind
[02:07.53]touched another closer than before
[02:11.97]with no motive to stand trial you escaped to fight a war
[02:17.16]hoping to leave the scars behind
[02:21.51]From that time to 28 the heavens closed its gates
[02:26.70]you broke the horns off that weeping bull
[02:31.26]no chances were unmade, no lions left untamed
[02:35.97]was your hour to rejoice not to regret
[03:43.11]In the last fifth of this life, finally the angels cried
[03:48.21]Have mercy or be damned for what’s been done
[03:53.13]A reprieve I feels in order for the best was given at the end
[03:58.68]Leaving nothing to chance

作词 : Pete Ross
作曲 : Pete Ross
The first 7 years there was peace and tranquillity
Nothing to save the purest soul
But a bright light was lost taken by a force of nature
From that day on the troubles began
From a roaring inferno the beast did arrive
Striking at the heart of its own core
Those 7 years that came brought a cruelly twisted fate
Leaving a field of buried wounds in its wake
Now I lie over you over you
Now I lie over you over you
The number 35 is tattooed in my mind
Now I lie over you over you
So the hand that turned the tide
that keeps feeding off the blind
touched another closer than before
with no motive to stand trial you escaped to fight a war
hoping to leave the scars behind
From that time to 28 the heavens closed its gates
you broke the horns off that weeping bull
no chances were unmade, no lions left untamed
was your hour to rejoice not to regret
In the last fifth of this life, finally the angels cried
Have mercy or be damned for what’s been done
A reprieve I feels in order for the best was given at the end
Leaving nothing to chance