| Song | They Drew Their Swords |
| Artist | The Chariot |
| Album | Before There Was |
| 作曲 : Scogin | |
| Well, she is waking up | |
| And she is finding out she has no pulse | |
| Just like her "God" that she is trying to sell | |
| But she ain't bought | |
| Her lion is scared | |
| Because he is finding out | |
| She's waking up and he can't stop breaking down | |
| And fading out as she gets up | |
| Well, she looks around, | |
| Ariel You have no pulse | |
| Much like your religion, but it's fine | |
| Just fake it | |
| The wrath of | |
| God's grace is but an ocean to a child |
| zuò qǔ : Scogin | |
| Well, she is waking up | |
| And she is finding out she has no pulse | |
| Just like her " God" that she is trying to sell | |
| But she ain' t bought | |
| Her lion is scared | |
| Because he is finding out | |
| She' s waking up and he can' t stop breaking down | |
| And fading out as she gets up | |
| Well, she looks around, | |
| Ariel You have no pulse | |
| Much like your religion, but it' s fine | |
| Just fake it | |
| The wrath of | |
| God' s grace is but an ocean to a child |