| Song | Symbolic |
| Artist | Death |
| Album | Live in L.A. Death & Raw |
| 作词 : Schuldiner | |
| I don't mean to dwell | |
| But I can't help myself | |
| When I feel the vibe | |
| And taste a memory | |
| Of a time in life | |
| When years seemed to stand still | |
| I close my eyes | |
| And sink within myself | |
| Relive the gift of precious memories | |
| In need of a fix called innocence | |
| When did it begin? | |
| The change to come was undetectable | |
| The open wounds expose the importance of | |
| Our innocence | |
| A high that can never be bought or sold | |
| Symbolic acts - so vivid | |
| Yet at the same time | |
| We're invisible | |
| Savor what you feel and what you see | |
| Things that may not seem important now | |
| But may be tomorrow | |
| Do you remember when | |
| Things seemed so eternal? | |
| Heroes were so real... | |
| Their magic frozen in time | |
| The only way to learn | |
| Is be aware and hold on tight | |
| I close my eyes | |
| And sink within myself | |
| Relive the gift of precious memories | |
| In need of a fix called innocence | |
| When did it begin? | |
| The change to come was undetectable | |
| The open wounds expose the importance of | |
| Our innocence | |
| A high that can never be bought or sold |
| zuò cí : Schuldiner | |
| I don' t mean to dwell | |
| But I can' t help myself | |
| When I feel the vibe | |
| And taste a memory | |
| Of a time in life | |
| When years seemed to stand still | |
| I close my eyes | |
| And sink within myself | |
| Relive the gift of precious memories | |
| In need of a fix called innocence | |
| When did it begin? | |
| The change to come was undetectable | |
| The open wounds expose the importance of | |
| Our innocence | |
| A high that can never be bought or sold | |
| Symbolic acts so vivid | |
| Yet at the same time | |
| We' re invisible | |
| Savor what you feel and what you see | |
| Things that may not seem important now | |
| But may be tomorrow | |
| Do you remember when | |
| Things seemed so eternal? | |
| Heroes were so real... | |
| Their magic frozen in time | |
| The only way to learn | |
| Is be aware and hold on tight | |
| I close my eyes | |
| And sink within myself | |
| Relive the gift of precious memories | |
| In need of a fix called innocence | |
| When did it begin? | |
| The change to come was undetectable | |
| The open wounds expose the importance of | |
| Our innocence | |
| A high that can never be bought or sold |