| 作曲 : Athera, Cyrus | |
| Eyes looking at me, through my own | |
| Will we belong will we stand, in despair | |
| Lost in seduction we run, on our own | |
| Winning and losing life's games, isn't it nice | |
| Pain starts with me | |
| Take my hand come in and see | |
| If you don't find what you look for inside | |
| Don't you take it out on me | |
| You know nothing at all | |
| Pump up your system and let it stay high | |
| You're gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Setting the standards and getting it right | |
| You're gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Burnt by the cross inside | |
| We're still alive | |
| Turned by the gods you are | |
| You weakly thing | |
| Pain starts with me | |
| Take my hand come in and see | |
| If you don't find what you look for inside | |
| Don't you take it out on me | |
| Letting yourself fall into hands of cynics that just want to mold you into a machine let yourself go, there's no use of sticking around | |
| Beast by design | |
| Designed by the beast | |
| Pump up your system and let it stay high | |
| You're gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Setting the standars and getting it right | |
| You're gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Burnt by the cross inside | |
| You're still alive | |
| Turned by the gods you are | |
| You weakly thing | |
| You know nothing at all |
| zuo qu : Athera, Cyrus | |
| Eyes looking at me, through my own | |
| Will we belong will we stand, in despair | |
| Lost in seduction we run, on our own | |
| Winning and losing life' s games, isn' t it nice | |
| Pain starts with me | |
| Take my hand come in and see | |
| If you don' t find what you look for inside | |
| Don' t you take it out on me | |
| You know nothing at all | |
| Pump up your system and let it stay high | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Setting the standards and getting it right | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Burnt by the cross inside | |
| We' re still alive | |
| Turned by the gods you are | |
| You weakly thing | |
| Pain starts with me | |
| Take my hand come in and see | |
| If you don' t find what you look for inside | |
| Don' t you take it out on me | |
| Letting yourself fall into hands of cynics that just want to mold you into a machine let yourself go, there' s no use of sticking around | |
| Beast by design | |
| Designed by the beast | |
| Pump up your system and let it stay high | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Setting the standars and getting it right | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Burnt by the cross inside | |
| You' re still alive | |
| Turned by the gods you are | |
| You weakly thing | |
| You know nothing at all |
| zuò qǔ : Athera, Cyrus | |
| Eyes looking at me, through my own | |
| Will we belong will we stand, in despair | |
| Lost in seduction we run, on our own | |
| Winning and losing life' s games, isn' t it nice | |
| Pain starts with me | |
| Take my hand come in and see | |
| If you don' t find what you look for inside | |
| Don' t you take it out on me | |
| You know nothing at all | |
| Pump up your system and let it stay high | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Setting the standards and getting it right | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Burnt by the cross inside | |
| We' re still alive | |
| Turned by the gods you are | |
| You weakly thing | |
| Pain starts with me | |
| Take my hand come in and see | |
| If you don' t find what you look for inside | |
| Don' t you take it out on me | |
| Letting yourself fall into hands of cynics that just want to mold you into a machine let yourself go, there' s no use of sticking around | |
| Beast by design | |
| Designed by the beast | |
| Pump up your system and let it stay high | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Setting the standars and getting it right | |
| You' re gonna make it till the end of the day | |
| Burnt by the cross inside | |
| You' re still alive | |
| Turned by the gods you are | |
| You weakly thing | |
| You know nothing at all |