作词 : Monks of Doom 作曲 : Greg Lisher/David Immergluck/Victor Krummenacher/Christopher Pedersen I said to the fortune teller Won't you please read me my cards She laid out the deck and asked me How I'd ever gotten this far? I was born by the sea of misfortune I was dragged by thte scruff of my neck Through the drought ravaged fields my house was built in Irrigated lawns in an orange sunset When I was grown I crawled out this city Covered by a blanket of smoke And I pulled myself up to higher ground To look around before I choked And now I'll fight both tooth and nail Until I get when I'm going to get I'll hang on with the jaws of a pit bull I won't let go of what my vision is I am the king of war I am a rotten dove I am the face of innocence lost I can't find a thing to love If you hear kicking or your hear screaming From the coast of the valley high And you hear of shootings or of beatings Do you try and shield your eye? Do you just chalk it up to a sign of the times? Do you talk about the fighting? Never stand up so much as feel uneasy Never speak up so much as think we're dreaming And I am the dream of a child I am the doors of the tor store open wide With my shelves picked clean and empty I am the dream of a child I was told what to be but not how to do it Told to believe but not ever why I go through days where it's always raining My common sense says the sun's in the sky Well is this faith to keep on trying Or am I a dog who knows when to die? I won't know a thing as my flesh turns to soil These days they just rush by I am the king of war I am a rotten dove I am the queen of your fortune And I am your blind, blind love I am the weight of your memory I am the shadow of fear I am the question of the future When your vision turns unclear
作词 : Monks of Doom 作曲 : Greg Lisher/David Immergluck/Victor Krummenacher/Christopher Pedersen I said to the fortune teller Won't you please read me my cards She laid out the deck and asked me How I'd ever gotten this far? I was born by the sea of misfortune I was dragged by thte scruff of my neck Through the drought ravaged fields my house was built in Irrigated lawns in an orange sunset When I was grown I crawled out this city Covered by a blanket of smoke And I pulled myself up to higher ground To look around before I choked And now I'll fight both tooth and nail Until I get when I'm going to get I'll hang on with the jaws of a pit bull I won't let go of what my vision is I am the king of war I am a rotten dove I am the face of innocence lost I can't find a thing to love If you hear kicking or your hear screaming From the coast of the valley high And you hear of shootings or of beatings Do you try and shield your eye? Do you just chalk it up to a sign of the times? Do you talk about the fighting? Never stand up so much as feel uneasy Never speak up so much as think we're dreaming And I am the dream of a child I am the doors of the tor store open wide With my shelves picked clean and empty I am the dream of a child I was told what to be but not how to do it Told to believe but not ever why I go through days where it's always raining My common sense says the sun's in the sky Well is this faith to keep on trying Or am I a dog who knows when to die? I won't know a thing as my flesh turns to soil These days they just rush by I am the king of war I am a rotten dove I am the queen of your fortune And I am your blind, blind love I am the weight of your memory I am the shadow of fear I am the question of the future When your vision turns unclear
