| Song | Flame to the moth |
| Artist | Pain of Salvation |
| Album | Scarsick |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gildenlöw | |
| I long for the summer | |
| I long for the sun, gently touching my face | |
| I'll open my eyes, let it burn every splinter | |
| Unleash desert storms on its way to my heart | |
| And I had this coming every day of my life | |
| This is where I stop fighting, eyes open wide | |
| You took this blade and cut a wreck | |
| And in one blow laid bare your neck | |
| Where did we go wrong? | |
| I once had blue eyes, hungry and wise | |
| Now they are black from this dark age of lies | |
| We're all privatized, industrialized | |
| We capitalize on the beams in our eyes | |
| It's all in the eyes | |
| Eyes - tearing with sorrow | |
| Burning with anger and passion and lust | |
| The swift wind of thought | |
| Of wildness and laughter | |
| The soil of defiance | |
| The firm ground of trust | |
| (we had this coming - every day of our lives) | |
| (we should start fighting for eyes open wide) | |
| But I am put here, in this world gone insane | |
| Where everything's for sale | |
| From nature, over stars down to DNA | |
| Then I can gladly say | |
| That I'd be the first to break that norm | |
| Any day, any way | |
| And the last to join the ranks | |
| To hunt down the Daily Threat | |
| Or any other brand of prey | |
| You took this blade and cut a wreck | |
| And in one blow laid bare your neck | |
| Where did we go wrong? | |
| We once had blue eyes, probing the skies | |
| Now they are blackened from this modern life | |
| All privatized, industrialized - a failure | |
| Offensive and sore to the eye | |
| One small step for man | |
| Maybe this time I'll fly | |
| And if I hit the ground, it's the way we all die | |
| We are wrecks of the cut | |
| Soups of the season | |
| With dollar sign scars | |
| From this dark age of treason | |
| We all know how to cry | |
| Then we learn how to smile | |
| How to smile | |
| We're all telling the truth | |
| Tell us the truth! | |
| Then we learn how to lie | |
| And oh, how we lie | |
| Now we lie | |
| When you bow your heads tomorrow | |
| At the world we build today | |
| I want you to remember | |
| That I stood my ground and said no (say no) | |
| I said no | |
| Say no! |
| zuo qu : Gildenl w | |
| I long for the summer | |
| I long for the sun, gently touching my face | |
| I' ll open my eyes, let it burn every splinter | |
| Unleash desert storms on its way to my heart | |
| And I had this coming every day of my life | |
| This is where I stop fighting, eyes open wide | |
| You took this blade and cut a wreck | |
| And in one blow laid bare your neck | |
| Where did we go wrong? | |
| I once had blue eyes, hungry and wise | |
| Now they are black from this dark age of lies | |
| We' re all privatized, industrialized | |
| We capitalize on the beams in our eyes | |
| It' s all in the eyes | |
| Eyes tearing with sorrow | |
| Burning with anger and passion and lust | |
| The swift wind of thought | |
| Of wildness and laughter | |
| The soil of defiance | |
| The firm ground of trust | |
| we had this coming every day of our lives | |
| we should start fighting for eyes open wide | |
| But I am put here, in this world gone insane | |
| Where everything' s for sale | |
| From nature, over stars down to DNA | |
| Then I can gladly say | |
| That I' d be the first to break that norm | |
| Any day, any way | |
| And the last to join the ranks | |
| To hunt down the Daily Threat | |
| Or any other brand of prey | |
| You took this blade and cut a wreck | |
| And in one blow laid bare your neck | |
| Where did we go wrong? | |
| We once had blue eyes, probing the skies | |
| Now they are blackened from this modern life | |
| All privatized, industrialized a failure | |
| Offensive and sore to the eye | |
| One small step for man | |
| Maybe this time I' ll fly | |
| And if I hit the ground, it' s the way we all die | |
| We are wrecks of the cut | |
| Soups of the season | |
| With dollar sign scars | |
| From this dark age of treason | |
| We all know how to cry | |
| Then we learn how to smile | |
| How to smile | |
| We' re all telling the truth | |
| Tell us the truth! | |
| Then we learn how to lie | |
| And oh, how we lie | |
| Now we lie | |
| When you bow your heads tomorrow | |
| At the world we build today | |
| I want you to remember | |
| That I stood my ground and said no say no | |
| I said no | |
| Say no! |
| zuò qǔ : Gildenl w | |
| I long for the summer | |
| I long for the sun, gently touching my face | |
| I' ll open my eyes, let it burn every splinter | |
| Unleash desert storms on its way to my heart | |
| And I had this coming every day of my life | |
| This is where I stop fighting, eyes open wide | |
| You took this blade and cut a wreck | |
| And in one blow laid bare your neck | |
| Where did we go wrong? | |
| I once had blue eyes, hungry and wise | |
| Now they are black from this dark age of lies | |
| We' re all privatized, industrialized | |
| We capitalize on the beams in our eyes | |
| It' s all in the eyes | |
| Eyes tearing with sorrow | |
| Burning with anger and passion and lust | |
| The swift wind of thought | |
| Of wildness and laughter | |
| The soil of defiance | |
| The firm ground of trust | |
| we had this coming every day of our lives | |
| we should start fighting for eyes open wide | |
| But I am put here, in this world gone insane | |
| Where everything' s for sale | |
| From nature, over stars down to DNA | |
| Then I can gladly say | |
| That I' d be the first to break that norm | |
| Any day, any way | |
| And the last to join the ranks | |
| To hunt down the Daily Threat | |
| Or any other brand of prey | |
| You took this blade and cut a wreck | |
| And in one blow laid bare your neck | |
| Where did we go wrong? | |
| We once had blue eyes, probing the skies | |
| Now they are blackened from this modern life | |
| All privatized, industrialized a failure | |
| Offensive and sore to the eye | |
| One small step for man | |
| Maybe this time I' ll fly | |
| And if I hit the ground, it' s the way we all die | |
| We are wrecks of the cut | |
| Soups of the season | |
| With dollar sign scars | |
| From this dark age of treason | |
| We all know how to cry | |
| Then we learn how to smile | |
| How to smile | |
| We' re all telling the truth | |
| Tell us the truth! | |
| Then we learn how to lie | |
| And oh, how we lie | |
| Now we lie | |
| When you bow your heads tomorrow | |
| At the world we build today | |
| I want you to remember | |
| That I stood my ground and said no say no | |
| I said no | |
| Say no! |