We woke up as men but tonight we'll sleep as killers 我们醒了的人，但今晚我们将睡的杀手

As we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer 正如我们在神秘的早晨打破子弹和祈祷

The steel never seemed more cold and agile than now 钢似乎从来没有更寒冷和敏捷比现在

And life never seems less vital and fragile 生活似乎永远不太重要和脆弱的

With a heart that's beating louder than my own 随着心脏的跳动的比我自己更响亮

I watch a girl they call Kezia 我看他们称之为Kezia女孩

I watch a woman that I know 我看一个女人，我知道

My hopes and my own future blindfolded 我的希望和我自己的未来蒙上眼睛

To atone for a sin I didn't care for, but a sin that paid my debts 为了弥补罪过我不关心，但我付出的债务赎罪

A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettes 赎罪的喂养我的孩子和我的烧微笑和香烟

And no one ever said that hope would be so beautiful 而且没有人说，希望是如此的美丽

And no one ever said I'd have to pull the trigger on her 而且没有人说我必须扣动扳机她

I can't even still her trembling hands 我什至不能还她颤抖的手

that were locked up by the dutiful and the obligated; 在被关的孝顺和义务;

Five soldiers forever sedated with the, "No one's responsible" 五名士兵永远镇静的， “没有一个人的责任”

psychological drama of our social justice dribble, dribble, dribble 我们的社会正义运球，运球，运球的心理剧

Her tiny steps tell lies about the choice I have to make; 她的小步骤，讲述了选择，我必须做出的谎言;

(Resurrect a static lifetime starve to death my own mistakes) （复活静态一生饿死我自己的错误）

Pull the screaming trigger and watch your carcass bleed me dry 拉动扳机尖叫，看你的胴体放血，我干的

Or drop the gun and try to shake away the blindfold from your eyes? 或丢枪，并试图动摇远离你的眼睛的眼罩？

Drop the gun, drop the gun, drop the gun, drop the gun. 放下枪，放下枪，放下枪，放下枪。

Sin I didn't care for, but a sin that paid my debts 罪我不关心，但我付出的债务赎罪

A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettes 赎罪的喂养我的孩子和我的烧微笑和香烟

Sin I didn't care for, but a sin that paid my debts 罪我不关心，但我付出的债务赎罪

A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettes 赎罪的喂养我的孩子和我的烧微笑和香烟