Paroles et traduction YoungQueenz - I.H.S.V (In Hoc Signo Vinces)

I.H.S.V (In Hoc Signo Vinces)

我坐立天台 俯視靈魂移動 遷徙
中有煎熬 痛 一厥不震 失敗
係沈倫中有死神擺出敲門姿勢
但人生每一秒都抵抗死亡 你會擺出乜野姿態
愈係 survival the fittest, we fight on
係戰場 愈發覺 難 find god
放棄係種藥癮 會發作
人生教你要面對問題 卻令你背向左答案
The war's on, Cold
總難免眾叛親離 神離開係暫時 人離開卻遠離我地
So fuck em', cause we unique
似真理永遠掌握係少數
遭白眼亦無需再用言語 I hold heat
熾熱嘅鋼鐵 令人眼白再長眠
My whole squad on real shit
我將藍圖掛牆前 我將快難逃長辭
生存滿戰火 將口上煙卷灼熱

I.H.S.V, hold what you believe in
燃燒鬥志放上葉草再pass it
生存爲數字, 字母, 折衷先叫做- "人", 的話
咁請你當我係個孽種
Bastard
I.H.S.V, hold what you believe in
燃燒鬥志放上葉草再pass it
生存爲數字, 字母, 折衷先叫- "做人", 的話
咁請你當我係個孽種
Bastard

呢個係凌亂有序嘅世界 平衡靠拿捏
全世界想壓碎我嘅夢 我壓碎麻葉
Mobbing with my pirates, Wildness mentality
幾多滿腔熱血就有幾多寒意
要做大人物 嘅可以繼續力爭上游 理想嘅上流 係件內有武器嘅皮褸
由邊個披上 又輪到邊個服下砒霜
我只係希望仲有食物當我打開冰箱
We hustle hard 係你嗤之以鼻嘅信心
當魔鬼吞噬可吞吃人 懦夫喪生係6 feet deep
我地卻永垂不朽 碰杯 盛宴
話做自己嘅太多 但根本未知自知 Who they are
Or what's that mean 生活愈係安逸只會令人愈邁落危險
So stay radical, fuck the past
Let it go 反正所有人會死
同樣姿勢埋葬園墓 O lord

I.H.S.V (In Hoc Signo Vinces)

I sit on the roof and watch the moving souls, migrating
There is torment, pain, the failure of a sudden jolt
There is death in the depths of sinking
But life resists death every second. What posture will you adopt?
The more survival of the fittest, we fight on
On the battlefield, it's getting harder to find God
Giving up is an addiction that will strike
Life teaches you to face problems, but it makes you turn away from the answers to your left
The war is on, cold
It is inevitable that people will betray you. God's absence is temporary, but people's departure takes them far from me
So fuck 'em, because we're unique
Like the truth, always held by the few
No need for more words in the face of scorn. I hold heat
White-hot steel puts eyeballs to sleep forever
My whole squad is on real shit
I hung the blueprint on the wall before I quickly escaped death
Life is full of battle. The cigarette burns my lips

I.H.S.V, hold what you believe in
Burn your fighting spirit and pass the weed
If survival is about numbers and letters, compromise is called "human," right?
Then you call me a bastard
Bastard
I.H.S.V, hold what you believe in
Burn your fighting spirit and pass the weed
If survival is about numbers and letters, compromise is called "being human," right?
Then you call me a bastard
Bastard

This is a world of orderly chaos, balanced by control
The whole world wants to crush my dreams. I crush marijuana leaves
Mobbing with my pirates, Wildness mentality
As much passion as there is cold
Those who want to be great can continue to strive for the top. The ideal elite is a leather jacket with a weapon inside
Who will wear it next? Who will be the next to drink the arsenic?
I just hope there's still food when I open the fridge
We hustle hard, the confidence you scoff at
When the devil devours the devourers, cowards die 6 feet deep
But we will live forever. We toast the feast
Too many people say to be themselves, but they don't even know who they are
Or what does that mean? The more comfortable life is, the more dangerous it becomes
So stay radical, fuck the past
Let it go. Everyone dies anyway
The same pose in the cemetery, O Lord