| Song | The Atrocity |
| Artist | Biffy Clyro |
| Album | Infinity Land |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Biffy Clyro | |
| I don't wanna die, | |
| Don't expect me to die, | |
| I've got my enemies, within my sight, | |
| We're looking through a stain glassed genocide. | |
| I don't wanna die, | |
| Don't expect me to die, | |
| What's joy without the tears, filling our eyes? | |
| Memories of a perfect time. | |
| We dream of nothing, or so we say, | |
| We dream of discovering, a perfect trail, | |
| To the answers that, will seal our pale faces. | |
| That can't happen now, | |
| It's flickering out, | |
| Will we meet again? | |
| I hope somehow, | |
| Even if we pass you on your way, out. | |
| I don't wanna die, | |
| Don't expect me to die, | |
| We can live forever. | |
| I don't wanna die, | |
| Don't expect me to die, | |
| We can live forever. |
| zuo qu : Biffy Clyro | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| I' ve got my enemies, within my sight, | |
| We' re looking through a stain glassed genocide. | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| What' s joy without the tears, filling our eyes? | |
| Memories of a perfect time. | |
| We dream of nothing, or so we say, | |
| We dream of discovering, a perfect trail, | |
| To the answers that, will seal our pale faces. | |
| That can' t happen now, | |
| It' s flickering out, | |
| Will we meet again? | |
| I hope somehow, | |
| Even if we pass you on your way, out. | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| We can live forever. | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| We can live forever. |
| zuò qǔ : Biffy Clyro | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| I' ve got my enemies, within my sight, | |
| We' re looking through a stain glassed genocide. | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| What' s joy without the tears, filling our eyes? | |
| Memories of a perfect time. | |
| We dream of nothing, or so we say, | |
| We dream of discovering, a perfect trail, | |
| To the answers that, will seal our pale faces. | |
| That can' t happen now, | |
| It' s flickering out, | |
| Will we meet again? | |
| I hope somehow, | |
| Even if we pass you on your way, out. | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| We can live forever. | |
| I don' t wanna die, | |
| Don' t expect me to die, | |
| We can live forever. |