Verse 1
 
When the world collapses into ruins, civilization rots like mud
In the graveyard of steel and concrete, only the breath of survival lingers
We are maggots wriggling in the mire, clinging to a wisp of life
Trapped in the marked-underclass, even breathing costs interest
 
The neon above blares blindingly, their paradise of delight
We gnaw instant noodles underground, enduring endless meaningless nights
They trade our blood and sweat for the sweetness in their wine
Yet mock our poverty, claiming we just didn’t strive hard enough
 
Gray skies can’t hide their lavish feast
Stinking streets can’t contain our bitter grief
They build walls high above, shielding themselves from worldly pain
We bash our heads in the mud, still chasing a ray of light in vain
 
Hook
 
This world has turned to ruins
Ordinary folks are wriggling maggots
The wealthy stand in sky cities
Drinking red wine
It’s blood
 
This world’s rules are rotten to the core
The living bear a thousand pounds of sorrow
The powerful raise their gilded cups
Drinking the lives of the bottom class
It’s blood
 
Verse 2
 
They call it survival of the fittest, the law of nature’s way
Yet all the resources in their hands are stolen goods they display
We built the cities with our bare hands, but they locked the gates tight
We paved roads with flesh and blood, yet they ground them into dust and night
 
The wine in their glasses glows dark red, drained from countless veins
Their clinking cheers drown out the cries of endless pains
We live and die in ruins, trapped in endless suffering
They revel in the clouds, squandering the world’s everything
 
Don’t talk to me of karmic cycles, good and evil’s final pay
I only see those who devour others never have enough to fill their way
Don’t tell me hard work pays off, that a future’s still in sight
I only see our blood and life turned into their feast day and night
 
Bridge
 
You think that cup holds fine wine, aged and fragrant pure
It’s the broken backs of fathers, the eyes of mothers cried sore
It’s the crushed dreams of the young, the dawn the old can’t endure
It’s the blood of generations brewed into this absurdity cruel
 
Even maggots can gnaw through walls, wildfire can burn the heavens down
When all rage surges like a tide, we’ll bury this man-eating world all around
 
Hook
 
This world has turned to ruins
Ordinary folks are wriggling maggots
The wealthy stand in sky cities
Drinking red wine
It’s blood
 
This world’s rules are rotten to the core
The living bear a thousand pounds of sorrow
The powerful raise their gilded cups
Drinking the lives of the bottom class
It’s blood
 
Outro
 
When the sky cities crumble and fall
When all the spilled blood returns to us all
We who rose from the ruins will finally stand tall
Tear this rotten world apart, and build it over all

此歌曲由 ai6666.com/music 生成