| Song | Holy Wars...The Punishment Due |
| Artist | Megadeth |
| Album | Sonisphere Festival |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dave Mustaine | |
| 作词 : Dave Mustaine | |
| Brother will kill brother | |
| Spilling blood across the land | |
| Killing for religion | |
| Something | |
| I don't understand | |
| Fools like me, who cross the sea | |
| And come to foreign lands | |
| Ask the sheep, for their beliefs | |
| Do you kill on | |
| God's command? | |
| A country that's divided | |
| Surely will not stand | |
| My past erased, no more disgrace | |
| No foolish naive stand | |
| The end is near, it's crystal clear | |
| Part of the master plan | |
| Don't look now to | |
| IsraelIt might be your homelands | |
| Holy warsUpon my podium, as the | |
| Know it all scholar | |
| Down in my seat of judgment | |
| Gavel's bang, uphold the law | |
| Up on my soapbox, a leader | |
| Out to change the world | |
| Down in my pulpit as the holier | |
| Than thou could be messenger of | |
| GodWage the war on organized crime | |
| Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks | |
| Behind the lines | |
| Some people risk to employ me | |
| Some people live to destroy me | |
| Either way they die, they die | |
| They killed my wife and my baby | |
| With hopes to enslave me | |
| First mistake, last mistake | |
| Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants | |
| Next mistake no more mistakes | |
| Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite | |
| Because I don't say it, don't mean | |
| I ain't thinkin' it | |
| Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away | |
| I know what | |
| I said, now | |
| I must scream of the overdose | |
| And the lack of mercy killings mercy killings mercy killings | |
| Killings killings killings killings | |
| Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away |
| zuo qu : Dave Mustaine | |
| zuo ci : Dave Mustaine | |
| Brother will kill brother | |
| Spilling blood across the land | |
| Killing for religion | |
| Something | |
| I don' t understand | |
| Fools like me, who cross the sea | |
| And come to foreign lands | |
| Ask the sheep, for their beliefs | |
| Do you kill on | |
| God' s command? | |
| A country that' s divided | |
| Surely will not stand | |
| My past erased, no more disgrace | |
| No foolish naive stand | |
| The end is near, it' s crystal clear | |
| Part of the master plan | |
| Don' t look now to | |
| IsraelIt might be your homelands | |
| Holy warsUpon my podium, as the | |
| Know it all scholar | |
| Down in my seat of judgment | |
| Gavel' s bang, uphold the law | |
| Up on my soapbox, a leader | |
| Out to change the world | |
| Down in my pulpit as the holier | |
| Than thou could be messenger of | |
| GodWage the war on organized crime | |
| Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks | |
| Behind the lines | |
| Some people risk to employ me | |
| Some people live to destroy me | |
| Either way they die, they die | |
| They killed my wife and my baby | |
| With hopes to enslave me | |
| First mistake, last mistake | |
| Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants | |
| Next mistake no more mistakes | |
| Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite | |
| Because I don' t say it, don' t mean | |
| I ain' t thinkin' it | |
| Next thing you know, they' ll take my thoughts away | |
| I know what | |
| I said, now | |
| I must scream of the overdose | |
| And the lack of mercy killings mercy killings mercy killings | |
| Killings killings killings killings | |
| Next thing you know, they' ll take my thoughts away |
| zuò qǔ : Dave Mustaine | |
| zuò cí : Dave Mustaine | |
| Brother will kill brother | |
| Spilling blood across the land | |
| Killing for religion | |
| Something | |
| I don' t understand | |
| Fools like me, who cross the sea | |
| And come to foreign lands | |
| Ask the sheep, for their beliefs | |
| Do you kill on | |
| God' s command? | |
| A country that' s divided | |
| Surely will not stand | |
| My past erased, no more disgrace | |
| No foolish naive stand | |
| The end is near, it' s crystal clear | |
| Part of the master plan | |
| Don' t look now to | |
| IsraelIt might be your homelands | |
| Holy warsUpon my podium, as the | |
| Know it all scholar | |
| Down in my seat of judgment | |
| Gavel' s bang, uphold the law | |
| Up on my soapbox, a leader | |
| Out to change the world | |
| Down in my pulpit as the holier | |
| Than thou could be messenger of | |
| GodWage the war on organized crime | |
| Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks | |
| Behind the lines | |
| Some people risk to employ me | |
| Some people live to destroy me | |
| Either way they die, they die | |
| They killed my wife and my baby | |
| With hopes to enslave me | |
| First mistake, last mistake | |
| Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants | |
| Next mistake no more mistakes | |
| Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite | |
| Because I don' t say it, don' t mean | |
| I ain' t thinkin' it | |
| Next thing you know, they' ll take my thoughts away | |
| I know what | |
| I said, now | |
| I must scream of the overdose | |
| And the lack of mercy killings mercy killings mercy killings | |
| Killings killings killings killings | |
| Next thing you know, they' ll take my thoughts away |