| Song | God Deciding |
| Artist | Hot Water Music |
| Album | Split |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jason Black/George Rebelo/Chris Wollard/Chuck Ragan | |
| 作曲 : Jason Black/George Rebelo/Chris Wollard/Chuck Ragan | |
| Transgressions are made | |
| While cowards convey | |
| With a demon's ear, fixed and set to slay | |
| While the statue awaits | |
| To be whittled away | |
| With a mock of a slogan hiding filth with fear | |
| Never to learn | |
| Only to burn and be burned | |
| Branded straight through slate | |
| Clear as common day | |
| Go slowly cause at the moment | |
| Things you'd never think you'd ever see | |
| Are happening and you can't believe the hatred | |
| What shall be the mark to be made | |
| When we crush it all to burn it down | |
| Without sight, without sound | |
| Not anything but a casualty forgotten in the ground | |
| A simple shell, that's solemn still without sight, without sound | |
| Make a martyr | |
| A pedestal with ribbons of slaughter | |
| Feed the altar | |
| Stoke the fire it will take over | |
| Ignore the cut the skin with callus as well as interest | |
| If all are reckless none is to profit | |
| None is to win it | |
| Go slowly cause at the moment | |
| Things you'd never think you'd ever see | |
| Are happening and you can't believe the hatred 2x | |
| So who will pay for all the tears | |
| All the lives, from either side | |
| All the years, all the time of living blind | |
| Playing God Deciding | |
| And who will die next in line for the lie | |
| Justified for the rise of sitting high playing God Deciding | |
| And who will walk away | |
| From the rage and revenge | |
| Inhumane consequence comes in time | |
| Playing God Deciding | |
| And who will fall in line to arrive | |
| Out of sight and out of mind | |
| Out of mind | |
| Out of mind | |
| Out of |
| zuo ci : Jason Black George Rebelo Chris Wollard Chuck Ragan | |
| zuo qu : Jason Black George Rebelo Chris Wollard Chuck Ragan | |
| Transgressions are made | |
| While cowards convey | |
| With a demon' s ear, fixed and set to slay | |
| While the statue awaits | |
| To be whittled away | |
| With a mock of a slogan hiding filth with fear | |
| Never to learn | |
| Only to burn and be burned | |
| Branded straight through slate | |
| Clear as common day | |
| Go slowly cause at the moment | |
| Things you' d never think you' d ever see | |
| Are happening and you can' t believe the hatred | |
| What shall be the mark to be made | |
| When we crush it all to burn it down | |
| Without sight, without sound | |
| Not anything but a casualty forgotten in the ground | |
| A simple shell, that' s solemn still without sight, without sound | |
| Make a martyr | |
| A pedestal with ribbons of slaughter | |
| Feed the altar | |
| Stoke the fire it will take over | |
| Ignore the cut the skin with callus as well as interest | |
| If all are reckless none is to profit | |
| None is to win it | |
| Go slowly cause at the moment | |
| Things you' d never think you' d ever see | |
| Are happening and you can' t believe the hatred 2x | |
| So who will pay for all the tears | |
| All the lives, from either side | |
| All the years, all the time of living blind | |
| Playing God Deciding | |
| And who will die next in line for the lie | |
| Justified for the rise of sitting high playing God Deciding | |
| And who will walk away | |
| From the rage and revenge | |
| Inhumane consequence comes in time | |
| Playing God Deciding | |
| And who will fall in line to arrive | |
| Out of sight and out of mind | |
| Out of mind | |
| Out of mind | |
| Out of |
| zuò cí : Jason Black George Rebelo Chris Wollard Chuck Ragan | |
| zuò qǔ : Jason Black George Rebelo Chris Wollard Chuck Ragan | |
| Transgressions are made | |
| While cowards convey | |
| With a demon' s ear, fixed and set to slay | |
| While the statue awaits | |
| To be whittled away | |
| With a mock of a slogan hiding filth with fear | |
| Never to learn | |
| Only to burn and be burned | |
| Branded straight through slate | |
| Clear as common day | |
| Go slowly cause at the moment | |
| Things you' d never think you' d ever see | |
| Are happening and you can' t believe the hatred | |
| What shall be the mark to be made | |
| When we crush it all to burn it down | |
| Without sight, without sound | |
| Not anything but a casualty forgotten in the ground | |
| A simple shell, that' s solemn still without sight, without sound | |
| Make a martyr | |
| A pedestal with ribbons of slaughter | |
| Feed the altar | |
| Stoke the fire it will take over | |
| Ignore the cut the skin with callus as well as interest | |
| If all are reckless none is to profit | |
| None is to win it | |
| Go slowly cause at the moment | |
| Things you' d never think you' d ever see | |
| Are happening and you can' t believe the hatred 2x | |
| So who will pay for all the tears | |
| All the lives, from either side | |
| All the years, all the time of living blind | |
| Playing God Deciding | |
| And who will die next in line for the lie | |
| Justified for the rise of sitting high playing God Deciding | |
| And who will walk away | |
| From the rage and revenge | |
| Inhumane consequence comes in time | |
| Playing God Deciding | |
| And who will fall in line to arrive | |
| Out of sight and out of mind | |
| Out of mind | |
| Out of mind | |
| Out of |