| Song | Grand Failure Anthem |
| Artist | Soilwork |
| Album | A predators portrait |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Frenning, Strid, Wichers | |
| Look at the pale face in the sky, it seems so ravaged inside | |
| The sense of rage is burning my eyes, burning in my eyes | |
| Burning to deny, | |
| I'm apart of a fallen machine which reflects | |
| My life of misery please guide my way through fallen galaxies | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You'll never see what you've become | |
| We want to get some | |
| Well earned respect before we choke | |
| Well, there isn't anything that will kill our lust | |
| Our lust for power they say, "May you get an hourIn Heaven before the devil knows your dead!" | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You'll never see what you've become | |
| We'll never get some | |
| Well earned respect 'cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We're being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it's all to late | |
| Anything, anything | |
| Don't make my conscience clean | |
| Is there anyone out there | |
| Who can restore what we have destroyed? | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You'll never see what you've become | |
| We'll never get some | |
| Well earned respect 'cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We're being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it's all to late | |
| Disruptive and bound to kill itself | |
| The face of earth will turn | |
| When you're crawling to the cross | |
| And your inner thoughts reveal themselves | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You'll never see what you've become | |
| We'll never get some | |
| Well earned respect 'cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We're being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it's all to late | |
| No, no way down | |
| So you have died you pale face in the sky | |
| The rage is burning burning my eyes | |
| I'm blindGrand failure anthem | |
| We'll never see what we've become | |
| We'll never get some | |
| Well earned respect |
| zuo ci : Frenning, Strid, Wichers | |
| Look at the pale face in the sky, it seems so ravaged inside | |
| The sense of rage is burning my eyes, burning in my eyes | |
| Burning to deny, | |
| I' m apart of a fallen machine which reflects | |
| My life of misery please guide my way through fallen galaxies | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We want to get some | |
| Well earned respect before we choke | |
| Well, there isn' t anything that will kill our lust | |
| Our lust for power they say, " May you get an hourIn Heaven before the devil knows your dead!" | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect ' cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We' re being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it' s all to late | |
| Anything, anything | |
| Don' t make my conscience clean | |
| Is there anyone out there | |
| Who can restore what we have destroyed? | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect ' cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We' re being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it' s all to late | |
| Disruptive and bound to kill itself | |
| The face of earth will turn | |
| When you' re crawling to the cross | |
| And your inner thoughts reveal themselves | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect ' cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We' re being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it' s all to late | |
| No, no way down | |
| So you have died you pale face in the sky | |
| The rage is burning burning my eyes | |
| I' m blindGrand failure anthem | |
| We' ll never see what we' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect |
| zuò cí : Frenning, Strid, Wichers | |
| Look at the pale face in the sky, it seems so ravaged inside | |
| The sense of rage is burning my eyes, burning in my eyes | |
| Burning to deny, | |
| I' m apart of a fallen machine which reflects | |
| My life of misery please guide my way through fallen galaxies | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We want to get some | |
| Well earned respect before we choke | |
| Well, there isn' t anything that will kill our lust | |
| Our lust for power they say, " May you get an hourIn Heaven before the devil knows your dead!" | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect ' cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We' re being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it' s all to late | |
| Anything, anything | |
| Don' t make my conscience clean | |
| Is there anyone out there | |
| Who can restore what we have destroyed? | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect ' cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We' re being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it' s all to late | |
| Disruptive and bound to kill itself | |
| The face of earth will turn | |
| When you' re crawling to the cross | |
| And your inner thoughts reveal themselves | |
| Grand failure anthem | |
| You' ll never see what you' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect ' cause we have | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| Ripped another spine till the end of time | |
| Failed! Failed! | |
| Failed! Failed | |
| We' re being flushed down the drain | |
| And the one you hate, will suddenly be yourself | |
| And it' s all to late | |
| No, no way down | |
| So you have died you pale face in the sky | |
| The rage is burning burning my eyes | |
| I' m blindGrand failure anthem | |
| We' ll never see what we' ve become | |
| We' ll never get some | |
| Well earned respect |