Face down in a population that God has left behind, 在神所留下的人口面朝下，

In these barren streets the neon lights will be your guide. 在这荒芜的街道的霓虹灯将是你的向导。

All their limbs are stretched holding tight what could have been, 所有他们的四肢被拉长紧紧的握着什么，本来，

No-one here is innocent because we can't forgive. 没有人在这里是无辜的，因为我们不能原谅。

God made this place a haven for the motionless and weak, 上帝创造了这个地方的天堂，一动不动，弱，

A paradise of endless hope no progress to be seen. 被视为无尽的希望的天堂没有取得任何进展。

The houses are abandoned by those who could escape. 这些房子是由那些谁也难逃被遗弃。

While we will be the future and you, 虽然我们将继往开来，你，

You will never change. 你将永远不会改变。

   

Washing your hands in blood won't take away the stain. 洗手的血不会带走污渍。

Since there's no room in heaven, He made this town, 因为没有空间在天上，他做了这个小镇，

This town, your grave. 这个小镇，你的坟墓。

   

The cross they bear, 他们背负十字架，

A burden that they just can't stand. 他们只是不能忍受的负担。

They are holding on to nothing, 他们坚持着什么，

Time is slipping through their hands. 时间在悄悄通过他们的手。

So easily they point the finger, the first to pass the blame. 这么容易，他们将矛头指向时，首先要通过责任。

While we will be the future, and you, 虽然我们将继往开来，而你，

YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE. 你将永远不会改变。

   

YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE. 你将永远不会改变。

   

Washing your hands in blood won't take away the stain. 洗手的血不会带走污渍。

Since there's no room in heaven, he made this town, 因为没有空间在天上，他这个小镇，

This town, your grave. 这个小镇，你的坟墓。