[00:00.00] 作词 : Corrosion of Conformity/K. Agell/P. Keenan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Corrosion of Conformity
[00:48.42]The water drips from wells of shame
[00:49.44]Spilling through these words (of blame)
[00:50.13]Listen to the battle cries of a race that knows
[01:03.45]it's dying
[01:03.66]Read the bleeding words of those
[01:04.29]Who fell the wheel is at their heal
[01:12.54]Then somebody tells me that's the way it was
[01:16.44]meant to be
[01:16.68]These things will never be
[01:17.19](Chorus)
[01:26.40]All they see is nothing
[01:29.07]They just hear the echoes in the well
[01:40.32]All they see is nothing
[01:40.71]Silence of the sin, the echoes in the well
[01:42.18]Stare deep into the frigid eye of a man
[01:42.96]who knows he's lying
[01:59.10]These are those men who make mistakes
[02:12.48]But don't erase the pain
[02:22.86]Then they whisper to me that's the way it
[02:52.77]was meant to be
[02:53.10]These things will never be
[02:53.61](Chorus)
[03:03.39]There are those who find these times a crime
[03:14.49]And those whose souls will never mind
[03:16.80]Or those who need to plant these seeds
[03:17.52]Living in sin's been induced again
[03:18.27]By beating the paths of downtrodden men
[03:19.41]Or those who think they know their souls
[03:20.07]Stab deep in their hearts and listen to the echoes...
[03:23.28]All they hear are the echoes in the well

作词 : Corrosion of Conformity/K. Agell/P. Keenan
作曲 : Corrosion of Conformity
The water drips from wells of shame
Spilling through these words (of blame)
Listen to the battle cries of a race that knows
it's dying
Read the bleeding words of those
Who fell the wheel is at their heal
Then somebody tells me that's the way it was
meant to be
These things will never be
(Chorus)
All they see is nothing
They just hear the echoes in the well
All they see is nothing
Silence of the sin, the echoes in the well
Stare deep into the frigid eye of a man
who knows he's lying
These are those men who make mistakes
But don't erase the pain
Then they whisper to me that's the way it
was meant to be
These things will never be
(Chorus)
There are those who find these times a crime
And those whose souls will never mind
Or those who need to plant these seeds
Living in sin's been induced again
By beating the paths of downtrodden men
Or those who think they know their souls
Stab deep in their hearts and listen to the echoes...
All they hear are the echoes in the well