| Song | Sacred Heart (Sacre Coeur) |
| Artist | It Dies Today |
| Album | Sirens |
| 作曲 : Brooks, Hatalak | |
| From the gutter | |
| The diamond seemed far too bright to see, | |
| The gleaming eyes always tend to turn away, | |
| Just turn away, | |
| And every innocent wish, has granted tragedy, | |
| And our hands have since been soiled in the blackest of coal | |
| Most days I'd sit and wish for, | |
| This place to fall into the bay, | |
| Its greatest offense being thievery | |
| A nightmare awakened by the boundless waters, | |
| Will see a broken vow thrust | |
| Into the arms of hellbound cowards, | |
| And I've found, | |
| The perfect accessory, | |
| To that beautiful gown, | |
| The handsome ghost of me | |
| Most days I'd sit and wish for, | |
| This place to fall into the bay, | |
| Its greatest offense being thievery | |
| And I | |
| Will wash away the sins of former lovers, | |
| A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight | |
| Take this four-fingered salute, | |
| I gave the fifth for you my dear, | |
| May it beckon you to the salts below | |
| Most days I'd sit and wish for, | |
| This place to fall into the bay, | |
| Its greatest offense being thievery | |
| And I | |
| Will wash away the sins of former lovers, | |
| A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight | |
| TONIGHT! | |
| TONIGHT! |
| zuò qǔ : Brooks, Hatalak | |
| From the gutter | |
| The diamond seemed far too bright to see, | |
| The gleaming eyes always tend to turn away, | |
| Just turn away, | |
| And every innocent wish, has granted tragedy, | |
| And our hands have since been soiled in the blackest of coal | |
| Most days I' d sit and wish for, | |
| This place to fall into the bay, | |
| Its greatest offense being thievery | |
| A nightmare awakened by the boundless waters, | |
| Will see a broken vow thrust | |
| Into the arms of hellbound cowards, | |
| And I' ve found, | |
| The perfect accessory, | |
| To that beautiful gown, | |
| The handsome ghost of me | |
| Most days I' d sit and wish for, | |
| This place to fall into the bay, | |
| Its greatest offense being thievery | |
| And I | |
| Will wash away the sins of former lovers, | |
| A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight | |
| Take this fourfingered salute, | |
| I gave the fifth for you my dear, | |
| May it beckon you to the salts below | |
| Most days I' d sit and wish for, | |
| This place to fall into the bay, | |
| Its greatest offense being thievery | |
| And I | |
| Will wash away the sins of former lovers, | |
| A trail of stillborn conquest in my wake Tonight | |
| TONIGHT! | |
| TONIGHT! |