Spearhead歌词

作曲 : Whale/Ward/Bench/Thomson/Willetts
Spearhead marching onward,
Take my soul sacrificial offering.
Your initial strike taken by surprise,
Now left alone, condemned by my pride,
Drained of all emotion - body now an empty shell,
There's nothing left - you've taken all away [chorus]
Adrenaline flows,
Now filled with anger,
Just what will be the ourcome,
Mass confusion, tears my mind.
Spearhead -
No victory sublime,
Another fallen victim -
I will not beg to you,
Spearhead - to which
I cannot hold
With clear perception my destiny unfolds.
I look to the reflection, fail to recognise what's seen
A figure clothed in hatred,
I pray that this cannot be,
Faced by this total stranger - aware of your creation
No vision of the former self-
Controlled by your instruction,
Onward you advance, left in a mindless trance.
Hypnotised by you will, desire is now instilled,
Now staring face to face, your eyes filled with hate,
Held by your contempt, both by weakness and by strength. [repeat chorus]