Frostpunk - Dan Bull/The Stupendium.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Dan Bull
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Dan Bull
[00:12.543]I still remember the day the frost descended
[00:15.592]It was the end of empty threats from a god who must have meant it
[00:19.148]We must have crossed a deity whom our greed and lust offended
[00:22.036]And upon whose plentiful benevolence each of us depended
[00:25.240]The biting chill swept across the lofty life we'd built
[00:28.347]'Til mighty buildings were left crushed to look like tiny hills
[00:31.348]The frost lifted up the rock exposing all society's ills
[00:34.453]Those we tried not to think about, for what we might reveal
[00:37.766]We set a course and travelled forth to grab resources
[00:41.005]From the shrapnel of oil tankers and man of war ships
[00:44.074]Battle forces we hadn't planned to have a war with at all before
[00:48.166]But now we have a lack of choice
[00:49.996]This is the new reality, a gloomy anarchy looming
[00:53.018]Held in the hand of one human, who is that man? It's me!
[00:56.215]Can't say I feel proud, this doesn't warrant vanity
[00:59.500]The looking glass is frosted over and we cannot see
[01:02.522]So we place our faith and hopes and dreams in smoke and steam
[01:05.217]I mean, why would we go to those extremes if we don't believe?
[01:08.916]So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
[01:11.917]Since you convinced your prideful self that you've nothing to hide
[01:15.158]The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
[01:20.856]Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
[01:24.986]Then death is coming home
[01:27.973]The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
[01:33.462]Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
[01:37.493]Well, then, we're going home
[01:40.146]Ever since the first of us huddled round the fire
[01:43.188]With nothing to hide, but animal hides as attire
[01:46.088]Our entire world was centred and dependent on supplies of carbon
[01:49.746]The new oxygen that we require to respire
[01:52.521]We pampered life's complexities, manufactured luxuries
[01:55.713]While suffocating nature's lungs when we cut the trees
[01:58.723]Now our comeuppance seems to be to huddle round the fire
[02:01.872]With everything to hide and animal hides as attire
[02:04.924]What goes around will come around, whatever's underground
[02:07.701]Will come up now, you're not expecting it, and damn well hunt you down
[02:11.110]So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
[02:14.014]Since you convinced your prideful self that you've nothing to hide
[02:17.756]The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
[02:23.194]Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
[02:27.304]Then death is coming home
[02:30.312]The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
[02:35.683]Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
[02:39.704]Well, then, we're going home
[02:41.947]Our stomachs are the furnaces, our open throats the chimney
[02:45.088]Our hearts the flowing pumps that need the bellow lungs to bring heat
[02:48.266]But our brittle bodies are a pitiful device
[02:51.381]Trying to subsist upon a trickle of supplies
[02:54.299]With the vittles diminishing, I don't think it will suffice
[02:57.329]Although, species evolve quicker when it's difficult to thrive
[03:00.784]But that theory isn't something that always applies
[03:03.694]Deprive us enough, we'll suffer our inevitable demise
[03:07.117]We are each expendable, but the city must survive
[03:10.360]It's just a pleasant bonus if it keeps us alive
[03:13.526]So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
[03:16.413]Since you convinced your prideful self that you've nothing to hide
[03:20.091]The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
[03:25.500]Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
[03:29.443]Then death is coming home
[03:32.557]The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
[03:38.098]Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
[03:42.031]Well, then, we're going home

文本歌词

作词 : Dan Bull
作曲 : Dan Bull
I still remember the day the frost descended
It was the end of empty threats from a god who must have meant it
We must have crossed a deity whom our greed and lust offended
And upon whose plentiful benevolence each of us depended
The biting chill swept across the lofty life we'd built
'Til mighty buildings were left crushed to look like tiny hills
The frost lifted up the rock exposing all society's ills
Those we tried not to think about, for what we might reveal
We set a course and travelled forth to grab resources
From the shrapnel of oil tankers and man of war ships
Battle forces we hadn't planned to have a war with at all before
But now we have a lack of choice
This is the new reality, a gloomy anarchy looming
Held in the hand of one human, who is that man? It's me!
Can't say I feel proud, this doesn't warrant vanity
The looking glass is frosted over and we cannot see
So we place our faith and hopes and dreams in smoke and steam
I mean, why would we go to those extremes if we don't believe?
So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
Since you convinced your prideful self that you've nothing to hide
The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Then death is coming home
The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Well, then, we're going home
Ever since the first of us huddled round the fire
With nothing to hide, but animal hides as attire
Our entire world was centred and dependent on supplies of carbon
The new oxygen that we require to respire
We pampered life's complexities, manufactured luxuries
While suffocating nature's lungs when we cut the trees
Now our comeuppance seems to be to huddle round the fire
With everything to hide and animal hides as attire
What goes around will come around, whatever's underground
Will come up now, you're not expecting it, and damn well hunt you down
So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
Since you convinced your prideful self that you've nothing to hide
The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Then death is coming home
The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Well, then, we're going home
Our stomachs are the furnaces, our open throats the chimney
Our hearts the flowing pumps that need the bellow lungs to bring heat
But our brittle bodies are a pitiful device
Trying to subsist upon a trickle of supplies
With the vittles diminishing, I don't think it will suffice
Although, species evolve quicker when it's difficult to thrive
But that theory isn't something that always applies
Deprive us enough, we'll suffer our inevitable demise
We are each expendable, but the city must survive
It's just a pleasant bonus if it keeps us alive
So hunker down and dig in for the coldest winter tide
Since you convinced your prideful self that you've nothing to hide
The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Then death is coming home
The wheels of progress frozen, motionless
Unless we thaw all these unspoken spokes
Well, then, we're going home