| Song | Sick Heart River |
| Artist | Soilwork |
| Album | Sworn To A Great Divide |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Karlsson, Strid | |
| Leaning against what's next to me | |
| Have no fear, won't see | |
| Will it eat me up or bring me down | |
| I'll gradually make up my mind | |
| My mind | |
| Revolution within myself | |
| I'm puzzled, still overwhelmed | |
| By the stories that you would tell | |
| They always send me something | |
| Revolution within myself | |
| Within myself | |
| Let me give my best | |
| I won't depend | |
| This time I will make | |
| Another plan to find | |
| What's left and nothing less | |
| Still I won't tread | |
| I'll find my own way | |
| To make it all worthwhile | |
| Call, call on me darkness | |
| Wait, wait on me now | |
| Won't you say | |
| Say that I'm sorry | |
| 'Cause I won't wait | |
| I've found another form | |
| It's breeding life | |
| It must have been there | |
| The whole time when I was dead | |
| 'Cause I was pledged to emptiness | |
| And now I've let myself | |
| To see all the things | |
| I just didn't expect | |
| Still I remember | |
| Still I repent | |
| I'd walk through the never | |
| Despite my descent | |
| Reborn, acknowledging the part | |
| of me that once was lost | |
| I have repressed, too many years | |
| My utopia was within my grasp | |
| Doomed in absentia | |
| Left to be sentenced | |
| Still rising to cherish | |
| All the things I have left | |
| Call, call on me darkness | |
| Wait, wait on me now | |
| Won't you say | |
| Say that I'm sorry | |
| 'Cause I won't wait |
| zuo ci : Karlsson, Strid | |
| Leaning against what' s next to me | |
| Have no fear, won' t see | |
| Will it eat me up or bring me down | |
| I' ll gradually make up my mind | |
| My mind | |
| Revolution within myself | |
| I' m puzzled, still overwhelmed | |
| By the stories that you would tell | |
| They always send me something | |
| Revolution within myself | |
| Within myself | |
| Let me give my best | |
| I won' t depend | |
| This time I will make | |
| Another plan to find | |
| What' s left and nothing less | |
| Still I won' t tread | |
| I' ll find my own way | |
| To make it all worthwhile | |
| Call, call on me darkness | |
| Wait, wait on me now | |
| Won' t you say | |
| Say that I' m sorry | |
| ' Cause I won' t wait | |
| I' ve found another form | |
| It' s breeding life | |
| It must have been there | |
| The whole time when I was dead | |
| ' Cause I was pledged to emptiness | |
| And now I' ve let myself | |
| To see all the things | |
| I just didn' t expect | |
| Still I remember | |
| Still I repent | |
| I' d walk through the never | |
| Despite my descent | |
| Reborn, acknowledging the part | |
| of me that once was lost | |
| I have repressed, too many years | |
| My utopia was within my grasp | |
| Doomed in absentia | |
| Left to be sentenced | |
| Still rising to cherish | |
| All the things I have left | |
| Call, call on me darkness | |
| Wait, wait on me now | |
| Won' t you say | |
| Say that I' m sorry | |
| ' Cause I won' t wait |
| zuò cí : Karlsson, Strid | |
| Leaning against what' s next to me | |
| Have no fear, won' t see | |
| Will it eat me up or bring me down | |
| I' ll gradually make up my mind | |
| My mind | |
| Revolution within myself | |
| I' m puzzled, still overwhelmed | |
| By the stories that you would tell | |
| They always send me something | |
| Revolution within myself | |
| Within myself | |
| Let me give my best | |
| I won' t depend | |
| This time I will make | |
| Another plan to find | |
| What' s left and nothing less | |
| Still I won' t tread | |
| I' ll find my own way | |
| To make it all worthwhile | |
| Call, call on me darkness | |
| Wait, wait on me now | |
| Won' t you say | |
| Say that I' m sorry | |
| ' Cause I won' t wait | |
| I' ve found another form | |
| It' s breeding life | |
| It must have been there | |
| The whole time when I was dead | |
| ' Cause I was pledged to emptiness | |
| And now I' ve let myself | |
| To see all the things | |
| I just didn' t expect | |
| Still I remember | |
| Still I repent | |
| I' d walk through the never | |
| Despite my descent | |
| Reborn, acknowledging the part | |
| of me that once was lost | |
| I have repressed, too many years | |
| My utopia was within my grasp | |
| Doomed in absentia | |
| Left to be sentenced | |
| Still rising to cherish | |
| All the things I have left | |
| Call, call on me darkness | |
| Wait, wait on me now | |
| Won' t you say | |
| Say that I' m sorry | |
| ' Cause I won' t wait |