| Song | Letter to My Abuser |
| Artist | Light This City |
| Album | Remains of the Gods |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Murray, Nichol | |
| To my nemesis | |
| My confidant | |
| Do not expect me to make more requests | |
| I have done penance for my sins | |
| You're in debt to me one thousand promises | |
| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed | |
| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays | |
| And my secrets were being vomited | |
| From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood empty-handed | |
| While I stood empty-handed and exposed | |
| You've abused your power | |
| Angel | |
| You have fallen once more from my good graces | |
| I'm sick | |
| I've prayed | |
| I've seen healthy men healed by your touch | |
| When I'm the one who needs your love | |
| It's a hypocrite's faith | |
| A hypocrite's world | |
| I am not awed by your presents | |
| If they only suit the ones already blessed | |
| Your son lies raped in the dirt that you've made | |
| Are you willing to sacrifice another child | |
| Bloodthirsty liar | |
| How am I supposed to trust you | |
| When the knife is in your hand | |
| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
| Thoughts I had buried | |
| Creator | |
| You're my destructor. | |
| Am I not your daughter | |
| My insides displayed to the world | |
| Are you not my father | |
| My insides displayed to the world | |
| Bloodthirsty liar | |
| How am I supposed to trust you | |
| When the knife is in your hand | |
| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
| Thoughts I had buried | |
| To my nemesis | |
| My confidant | |
| Do not expect me to make more requests | |
| I have done penance for my sins | |
| You're in debt to me one thousand promises | |
| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I'm owed | |
| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays |
| zuo qu : Murray, Nichol | |
| To my nemesis | |
| My confidant | |
| Do not expect me to make more requests | |
| I have done penance for my sins | |
| You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays | |
| And my secrets were being vomited | |
| From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood emptyhanded | |
| While I stood emptyhanded and exposed | |
| You' ve abused your power | |
| Angel | |
| You have fallen once more from my good graces | |
| I' m sick | |
| I' ve prayed | |
| I' ve seen healthy men healed by your touch | |
| When I' m the one who needs your love | |
| It' s a hypocrite' s faith | |
| A hypocrite' s world | |
| I am not awed by your presents | |
| If they only suit the ones already blessed | |
| Your son lies raped in the dirt that you' ve made | |
| Are you willing to sacrifice another child | |
| Bloodthirsty liar | |
| How am I supposed to trust you | |
| When the knife is in your hand | |
| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
| Thoughts I had buried | |
| Creator | |
| You' re my destructor. | |
| Am I not your daughter | |
| My insides displayed to the world | |
| Are you not my father | |
| My insides displayed to the world | |
| Bloodthirsty liar | |
| How am I supposed to trust you | |
| When the knife is in your hand | |
| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
| Thoughts I had buried | |
| To my nemesis | |
| My confidant | |
| Do not expect me to make more requests | |
| I have done penance for my sins | |
| You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays |
| zuò qǔ : Murray, Nichol | |
| To my nemesis | |
| My confidant | |
| Do not expect me to make more requests | |
| I have done penance for my sins | |
| You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays | |
| And my secrets were being vomited | |
| From the mouths of glistening gluttons while I stood emptyhanded | |
| While I stood emptyhanded and exposed | |
| You' ve abused your power | |
| Angel | |
| You have fallen once more from my good graces | |
| I' m sick | |
| I' ve prayed | |
| I' ve seen healthy men healed by your touch | |
| When I' m the one who needs your love | |
| It' s a hypocrite' s faith | |
| A hypocrite' s world | |
| I am not awed by your presents | |
| If they only suit the ones already blessed | |
| Your son lies raped in the dirt that you' ve made | |
| Are you willing to sacrifice another child | |
| Bloodthirsty liar | |
| How am I supposed to trust you | |
| When the knife is in your hand | |
| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
| Thoughts I had buried | |
| Creator | |
| You' re my destructor. | |
| Am I not your daughter | |
| My insides displayed to the world | |
| Are you not my father | |
| My insides displayed to the world | |
| Bloodthirsty liar | |
| How am I supposed to trust you | |
| When the knife is in your hand | |
| And the gash that I own whispers to an enemy | |
| Thoughts I had buried | |
| To my nemesis | |
| My confidant | |
| Do not expect me to make more requests | |
| I have done penance for my sins | |
| You' re in debt to me one thousand promises | |
| Just yesterday I went again to collect what I' m owed | |
| I found my dreams showered upon undeserving wretches | |
| Like bones dripping blood thrown to mangy strays |