| Song | Savior, Saint, Salvation |
| Artist | Bleeding Through |
| Album | Portrait of the Goddess |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bleeding Through | |
| Forget every word you spoke. | |
| Regret this life to choke. | |
| Purity, just a blinded coward. | |
| Seventeen, the number you chose me. | |
| Seventeen curses now will be blamed on your sacred black heart. | |
| Now I'm awake. | |
| My will is stronger than before. | |
| You don't know me, and you don't see me. | |
| You will never fucking know me. | |
| Everything went black tonight. | |
| Now I'm sick of being blamed for your worthless identity | |
| Of a victim, the claim you make. | |
| A false claim for a bullshit tear. | |
| Not from me, anymore. | |
| Not from me, anymore. | |
| Anymore. Not anymore. | |
| Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. | |
| So left behind, to make amends. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you're too blind to see me. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you're too blind to see me. | |
| Red. Red is the color that makes me sick, | |
| And is paid for in blood. | |
| It's paid for with your blood. | |
| And now we're taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we're taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we're taking it back. | |
| I said we're keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we're taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| Take it all back. | |
| This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. | |
| This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. | |
| Red painted walls, you'll have your day in the sun. | |
| One more time. | |
| Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. | |
| So left behind, to make amends. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you're too blind to see me. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you're too blind to see me. |
| zuo qu : Bleeding Through | |
| Forget every word you spoke. | |
| Regret this life to choke. | |
| Purity, just a blinded coward. | |
| Seventeen, the number you chose me. | |
| Seventeen curses now will be blamed on your sacred black heart. | |
| Now I' m awake. | |
| My will is stronger than before. | |
| You don' t know me, and you don' t see me. | |
| You will never fucking know me. | |
| Everything went black tonight. | |
| Now I' m sick of being blamed for your worthless identity | |
| Of a victim, the claim you make. | |
| A false claim for a bullshit tear. | |
| Not from me, anymore. | |
| Not from me, anymore. | |
| Anymore. Not anymore. | |
| Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. | |
| So left behind, to make amends. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. | |
| Red. Red is the color that makes me sick, | |
| And is paid for in blood. | |
| It' s paid for with your blood. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| I said we' re keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| Take it all back. | |
| This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. | |
| This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. | |
| Red painted walls, you' ll have your day in the sun. | |
| One more time. | |
| Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. | |
| So left behind, to make amends. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. |
| zuò qǔ : Bleeding Through | |
| Forget every word you spoke. | |
| Regret this life to choke. | |
| Purity, just a blinded coward. | |
| Seventeen, the number you chose me. | |
| Seventeen curses now will be blamed on your sacred black heart. | |
| Now I' m awake. | |
| My will is stronger than before. | |
| You don' t know me, and you don' t see me. | |
| You will never fucking know me. | |
| Everything went black tonight. | |
| Now I' m sick of being blamed for your worthless identity | |
| Of a victim, the claim you make. | |
| A false claim for a bullshit tear. | |
| Not from me, anymore. | |
| Not from me, anymore. | |
| Anymore. Not anymore. | |
| Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. | |
| So left behind, to make amends. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. | |
| Red. Red is the color that makes me sick, | |
| And is paid for in blood. | |
| It' s paid for with your blood. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| I said we' re keep on taking it back. | |
| And now we' re taking it back. | |
| And we keep on taking it back. | |
| Take it all back. | |
| This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. | |
| This time, to my eyes, you no longer exist to me. | |
| Red painted walls, you' ll have your day in the sun. | |
| One more time. | |
| Now I cast a thousand plagues on you. | |
| So left behind, to make amends. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. | |
| Now I am set free, and | |
| I can see right through you, | |
| But you' re too blind to see me. |