Creed - My Own Prison
A court is in session
A verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
Were all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Aint got no time
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Aint got no time
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
Were all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
Ive created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
Ive created my own prison
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
Were all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
Ive created
Ive created
Ive created
Ive created
Ive created
Ive created my own prison
Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Aint got no time
END
编辑于2008/05/24更新

fuel the hate歌词

Soulfly

简介： 上世纪80-90年代中期Belo Horizonte这座城市可以称作是巴西乃至南美洲Thrash/Death Metal的中心大大小小的金属乐队在这里萌芽诞生发展1984年SEPULTURA葡萄牙语埋

[ti:My Own Prison]
[ar:Creed]
[al:My Own Prison]
[by:Van]
[offset:500]
[00:00.00]Creed - My Own Prison
[00:06.08]
[00:08.08]A court is in session
[00:10.58]A verdict is in
[00:14.39]No appeal on the docket today
[00:16.97]Just my own sin
[00:21.17]The walls are cold and pale
[00:24.02]The cage made of steel
[00:28.34]Screams fill the room
[00:30.93]Alone I drop and kneel
[00:35.17]Silence now the sound
[00:37.61]My breath the only motion around
[00:42.10]Demons cluttering around
[00:44.14]My face showing no emotion
[00:48.75]Shackled by my sentence
[00:51.34]Expecting no return
[00:55.73]Here there is no penance
[00:58.10]My skin begins to burn
[01:00.99]
[01:02.46]So I held my head up high
[01:06.09]Hiding hate that burns inside
[01:09.30]Which only fuels their selfish pride
[01:15.98]Were all held captive
[01:17.44]Out from the sun
[01:19.24]A sun that shines on only some
[01:22.69]We the meek are all in one
[01:26.41]
[01:36.29]I hear a thunder in the distance
[01:40.02]See a vision of a cross
[01:43.45]I feel the pain that was given
[01:45.35]On that sad day of loss
[01:49.80]A lion roars in the darkness
[01:52.18]Only he holds the key
[01:56.58]A light to free me from my burden
[01:59.12]And grant me life eternally
[02:03.49]Should have been dead
[02:04.93]On a Sunday morning
[02:07.01]Banging my head
[02:09.84]No time for mourning
[02:12.45]Aint got no time
[02:16.87]Should have been dead
[02:18.23]On a Sunday morning
[02:20.56]Banging my head
[02:23.32]No time for mourning
[02:25.92]Aint got no time
[02:28.14]
[02:30.35]So I held my head up high
[02:33.61]Hiding hate that burns inside
[02:37.21]Which only fuels their selfish pride
[02:43.89]Were all held captive
[02:45.45]Out from the sun
[02:47.18]A sun that shines on only some
[02:50.51]We the meek are all in one
[02:54.64]
[03:10.02]I cry out to God
[03:11.49]Seeking only his decision
[03:14.97]Gabriel stands and confirms
[03:16.70]Ive created my own prison
[03:21.14]
[03:23.60]I cry out to God
[03:24.84]Seeking only his decision
[03:28.30]Gabriel stands and confirms
[03:30.11]Ive created my own prison
[03:34.70]
[03:37.83]So I held my head up high
[03:41.26]Hiding hate that burns inside
[03:44.59]Which only fuels their selfish pride
[03:51.14]Were all held captive
[03:52.75]Out from the sun
[03:54.61]A sun that shines on only some
[03:58.30]We the meek are all in one
[04:02.14]
[04:04.66]So I held my head up high
[04:08.10]Hiding hate that burns inside
[04:11.40]Which only fuels their selfish pride
[04:15.65]
[04:17.27]Ive created
[04:18.82]Ive created
[04:20.38]Ive created
[04:21.95]Ive created
[04:23.77]Ive created
[04:25.47]Ive created my own prison
[04:29.05]
[04:31.64]Should have been dead
[04:33.08]On a Sunday morning
[04:35.34]Banging my head
[04:38.49]No time for mourning
[04:41.47]Aint got no time
[04:46.44]
[04:53.31]
[04:56.11]END
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