| Song | Born In Sodom |
| Artist | Dying Fetus |
| Album | Destroy the Opposition |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Born, a human life into this world. | |
| Dead, the sad result from disease. | |
| A century of sacrifice is lost in greed. | |
| In a time of massive wealth, where not one sees. | |
| Chemical children are raised in the streets, | |
| Their whoring mothers begging beside. | |
| In prisons the riots are breeding resistance | |
| The starving all seek to be fed. | |
| A shit-city built on the backs of the poor where the real world is buried beneath. | |
| While tourists and business, partners in greed devour the fruit of the land. | |
| Starving and dying, assassins surround to kill them. | |
| Praying for something or someone to set them free. | |
| Life in Babylon, post- | |
| A.D., defined in terms of what can you do for me. | |
| The world outside is full of rot, so walls divide the burn of acid air, and black-cloud skies. | |
| Death squads are crawling the city, in search of the worthless to fill up mass graves. | |
| Corrupted and careless, degrading all life these cops are the killers, well-trained. | |
| Millions of people stand dead at their feet, begging for mercy denied. | |
| Breathing pollution and slaving to eat, they're humans, but empty inside. | |
| Rise, out of the slums, they seek to fight, fight to defend. | |
| Nothing is left but a future of death. | |
| Awaiting the poor, who starve just to breathe. | |
| Breathe in the air, now they shall be reborn. | |
| How can you think that our world is so good? | |
| The red, white and blue blinds your eyes. | |
| When everything's fine in your white neighborhood, who cares for the dying outside? | |
| Forced to rebellion, uprising they're tearing through the walls of confinement, uprooted | |
| The promise of a third world resistance, the power is overtaken. | |
| Nightfall in | |
| Sodom, it's burning. | |
| It's time to bring it down. | |
| Now the time has come at last, to give back what they demand. | |
| Just a chance for life, and peace far away from famine and disease. | |
| Power has changed across the world now, | |
| It's just the money that rules in | |
| Sodom today. | |
| And the bastards that run the corporate plan, will be choking on their blood when the masses make them pay. |
| zuo qu : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Born, a human life into this world. | |
| Dead, the sad result from disease. | |
| A century of sacrifice is lost in greed. | |
| In a time of massive wealth, where not one sees. | |
| Chemical children are raised in the streets, | |
| Their whoring mothers begging beside. | |
| In prisons the riots are breeding resistance | |
| The starving all seek to be fed. | |
| A shitcity built on the backs of the poor where the real world is buried beneath. | |
| While tourists and business, partners in greed devour the fruit of the land. | |
| Starving and dying, assassins surround to kill them. | |
| Praying for something or someone to set them free. | |
| Life in Babylon, post | |
| A. D., defined in terms of what can you do for me. | |
| The world outside is full of rot, so walls divide the burn of acid air, and blackcloud skies. | |
| Death squads are crawling the city, in search of the worthless to fill up mass graves. | |
| Corrupted and careless, degrading all life these cops are the killers, welltrained. | |
| Millions of people stand dead at their feet, begging for mercy denied. | |
| Breathing pollution and slaving to eat, they' re humans, but empty inside. | |
| Rise, out of the slums, they seek to fight, fight to defend. | |
| Nothing is left but a future of death. | |
| Awaiting the poor, who starve just to breathe. | |
| Breathe in the air, now they shall be reborn. | |
| How can you think that our world is so good? | |
| The red, white and blue blinds your eyes. | |
| When everything' s fine in your white neighborhood, who cares for the dying outside? | |
| Forced to rebellion, uprising they' re tearing through the walls of confinement, uprooted | |
| The promise of a third world resistance, the power is overtaken. | |
| Nightfall in | |
| Sodom, it' s burning. | |
| It' s time to bring it down. | |
| Now the time has come at last, to give back what they demand. | |
| Just a chance for life, and peace far away from famine and disease. | |
| Power has changed across the world now, | |
| It' s just the money that rules in | |
| Sodom today. | |
| And the bastards that run the corporate plan, will be choking on their blood when the masses make them pay. |
| zuò qǔ : Gallagher, Netherton | |
| Born, a human life into this world. | |
| Dead, the sad result from disease. | |
| A century of sacrifice is lost in greed. | |
| In a time of massive wealth, where not one sees. | |
| Chemical children are raised in the streets, | |
| Their whoring mothers begging beside. | |
| In prisons the riots are breeding resistance | |
| The starving all seek to be fed. | |
| A shitcity built on the backs of the poor where the real world is buried beneath. | |
| While tourists and business, partners in greed devour the fruit of the land. | |
| Starving and dying, assassins surround to kill them. | |
| Praying for something or someone to set them free. | |
| Life in Babylon, post | |
| A. D., defined in terms of what can you do for me. | |
| The world outside is full of rot, so walls divide the burn of acid air, and blackcloud skies. | |
| Death squads are crawling the city, in search of the worthless to fill up mass graves. | |
| Corrupted and careless, degrading all life these cops are the killers, welltrained. | |
| Millions of people stand dead at their feet, begging for mercy denied. | |
| Breathing pollution and slaving to eat, they' re humans, but empty inside. | |
| Rise, out of the slums, they seek to fight, fight to defend. | |
| Nothing is left but a future of death. | |
| Awaiting the poor, who starve just to breathe. | |
| Breathe in the air, now they shall be reborn. | |
| How can you think that our world is so good? | |
| The red, white and blue blinds your eyes. | |
| When everything' s fine in your white neighborhood, who cares for the dying outside? | |
| Forced to rebellion, uprising they' re tearing through the walls of confinement, uprooted | |
| The promise of a third world resistance, the power is overtaken. | |
| Nightfall in | |
| Sodom, it' s burning. | |
| It' s time to bring it down. | |
| Now the time has come at last, to give back what they demand. | |
| Just a chance for life, and peace far away from famine and disease. | |
| Power has changed across the world now, | |
| It' s just the money that rules in | |
| Sodom today. | |
| And the bastards that run the corporate plan, will be choking on their blood when the masses make them pay. |