The Jester Race
 作词 : Glenn Ljungström/Anders Fridén/Niklas Sundin/Jesper Strömblad
 作曲 : Glenn Ljungström/Anders Fridén/Niklas Sundin/Jesper Strömblad
The Jester Race -In Flames （焰乐队）
Rush faster on the one-way lane
The answers so silent
Rusty gods in their machine-mind armours
Grind our souls in the millstone of time
The deathbed harvest is a dead man's banquet
Of mold ridden bread and black poisoned wine
And we go our steps so silent
And we go our blooded trace
The Jester Race
Calling out to the gathered masses
Their answers so silent
Their answers so silent
And we go
And we go
And we go
And we go
Their answers so silent
And we go
And we go
And we go
And we go
Our blooded trace
Embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age
That speak of silence and silence alone
Offering the tokens the reliced idols
To the heirs of the newly raped ground
Inferior even to the transparent winds
Lesser in the motion and sound
And we go
And we go
And we go
And we go our steps so silent
And we go
And we go
And we go
And we go our blooded trace
There is no trace of me
In their altered blueprints of life
Gala impaled on their horns and lances
The fumes from her body give chase
As the strong of blind men savour the scent
Dream-dead from Prosaic and hate
Sunwind strokes the ElectroHeart
Ignition roars through the corridors
Stream launching the binary vessels
Vanities in extreme formations
Ride into tomorrow's rigid great face
The Machinery outlives the futile scripts
Of our dying jester race
Embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age
That speak of silence and silence alone
There is no trace of me
In their altered blueprints of life
Embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age
That speak of silence and silence alone
There is no trace of me
In their altered blueprints of life