| Song | Adorations |
| Artist | Killing Joke |
| Album | Brighter Than A Thousand Suns (Restored Mixes Version) [Original recording remastered] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Killing Joke | |
| Courage and cowards move, heroes to ecstasy | |
| Welcomes of war and wounds, vigil and victory | |
| Structures of atoms dance, sugar towards the taster | |
| Prey to the predator, love as we're falling down | |
| Through light and laughter flow, to dirge and death we go | |
| Mindless processions move, lanterns of burning towns | |
| Welcome to fray and feast, bliss in all sorrows found | |
| Rhythms and random moves and waves of adorations | |
| Patterns I'm finding | |
| As pain and joy and sorrow mingle | |
| Patterns we're finding | |
| Our faces raised in adorations | |
| Deserts are paradise, awake to genocides | |
| Delight and suffering, these roles that we have found | |
| Nourished by food we eat, hungered by waste excrete | |
| From apes or sons of | |
| God, let every act be sacred | |
| Patterns I'm finding | |
| As pain and joy and sorrow mingle | |
| Patterns we're finding | |
| Our faces raised in adorations |
| zuo ci : Killing Joke | |
| Courage and cowards move, heroes to ecstasy | |
| Welcomes of war and wounds, vigil and victory | |
| Structures of atoms dance, sugar towards the taster | |
| Prey to the predator, love as we' re falling down | |
| Through light and laughter flow, to dirge and death we go | |
| Mindless processions move, lanterns of burning towns | |
| Welcome to fray and feast, bliss in all sorrows found | |
| Rhythms and random moves and waves of adorations | |
| Patterns I' m finding | |
| As pain and joy and sorrow mingle | |
| Patterns we' re finding | |
| Our faces raised in adorations | |
| Deserts are paradise, awake to genocides | |
| Delight and suffering, these roles that we have found | |
| Nourished by food we eat, hungered by waste excrete | |
| From apes or sons of | |
| God, let every act be sacred | |
| Patterns I' m finding | |
| As pain and joy and sorrow mingle | |
| Patterns we' re finding | |
| Our faces raised in adorations |
| zuò cí : Killing Joke | |
| Courage and cowards move, heroes to ecstasy | |
| Welcomes of war and wounds, vigil and victory | |
| Structures of atoms dance, sugar towards the taster | |
| Prey to the predator, love as we' re falling down | |
| Through light and laughter flow, to dirge and death we go | |
| Mindless processions move, lanterns of burning towns | |
| Welcome to fray and feast, bliss in all sorrows found | |
| Rhythms and random moves and waves of adorations | |
| Patterns I' m finding | |
| As pain and joy and sorrow mingle | |
| Patterns we' re finding | |
| Our faces raised in adorations | |
| Deserts are paradise, awake to genocides | |
| Delight and suffering, these roles that we have found | |
| Nourished by food we eat, hungered by waste excrete | |
| From apes or sons of | |
| God, let every act be sacred | |
| Patterns I' m finding | |
| As pain and joy and sorrow mingle | |
| Patterns we' re finding | |
| Our faces raised in adorations |