無聲 (Voiceless) DJ Point Demo Mix

無聲 (Voiceless)
Global Warming Mix by Point
Chang Jui-chuan / Point

形影墜落地 冷風是要跑去哪？
形影墜落地 冷風是要跑去哪？

打開我的目睛 深深吸一口氣
吐一口氣 我看到一個紅色的世界
查埔打查某 查某打查埔
查埔打查埔 查某打查某 電視攏總看得到
畜牲老爸無心無肝欺負他的查某子
變態好生天良盡失虐待他的老母
學生在教室槍殺同窗和先生
神棍強姦信徒 還叫人相信他的善良
那是什麼款的信仰？
美國人和賓拉登 手抱聖經和可蘭經講仁愛慈悲
蓋頭蓋臉 拿刀拿槍 流血流滴 放火燒厝
殺你老爸 打你老母 在聖土上在黑白侮
天頂的日頭消失無影
七月的天空霜雪盡飛
空氣稀微 是誰在無情把我們放棄？
囡仔在哭 你耳朵摀著攏無聽到——

什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到

白癡人類夢想欲扮上帝
創造生命 還要來改造基因
人愈活愈久 世界卻愈來愈亂
想要挑戰上帝 你知道愛付出什麼代價？
我想要吐 把晚頓吐在你的銅臭面
把你的嘴舌切起嘴巴縫起 快給我爬起
豪額人找瘦吃人買肝和心臟
什麼時候你的骨頭也有這個格帳？
人心在爛 我看到心也會痛
世間只有人會來互相奴役 互相殘殺
身軀狠狠撕破 靈魂俗俗出賣
生命到底是在算什麼？
給我一個神 解救你無就是解救我自己
你上好乖乖跪下目睛合合來認罪
哭什麼？你甘不覺醒？
我不能了解 你耳朵摀著攏無聽到——

什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到

起瘋的頭殼 住在起瘋的世界
我們少年的一代 在寬頻網路的世界裡面受教育
在那裡 我有一個新的身分
在那裡 我可以每工換一個名
跑到世界上的任何一個所在
我美國巴西到處跑 短短幾秒內
我不免開錢 看上新的電影
聽上新的音樂 我什麼攏不驚
你甘講攏無看到問題？
有一工 這個受傷的地球 不再繞著紅紅的日頭
無人看過天頂的白雲繁星月娘和中午
控制未來的原來是那台無人性的電腦
是不是已經忘記開闊的天空會有鳥仔飛過
青色香味的草地會有清涼的春風吹過
龜龜毛毛 其實攏總太慢無效
時代靠我們 你耳朵摀著攏無聽到——

什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到
什麼聲？你耳朵摀著攏無聽到

形影墜落地 冷風是要跑去哪？
形影墜落地 冷風是要跑去哪？

VOICELESS
(Chang Jui-chuan / Ding Zih-heng / Point)

A silhouette is falling
Where’s the cold wind going?

Eyes open, inhale and exhale
I see a crimson world
Men hit women, women hit men
Men hit men, women hit women. They’re all on TV
A shameless father violates his daughter
A sick son abuses his mother. That’s inhuman
A student shoots his classmates and teacher in the classroom
A religious fraud rapes a follower and says he’s divine
What kind of religion is that?
Americans hold the Bible, Osama bin Laden holds the Quran
Both talking about love and mercy
Faces masked, guns and daggers waving
Blood splattered, houses on fire
Your father killed, your mother battered
It’s all a blemish on the Holy Land
Gone is the sun in the sky, with snowstorms in July
Who’s left us behind in this cold, thin air?
Babies are still crying although you cover your ears . . .

What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .

Idiotic mortals want to play God
To create lives and to redesign genes
The longer they live, the more chaotic the world becomes
To challenge God, you know the price you have to pay?
I want to throw up, throw up my dinner on your face of dollar signs
Cut off your tongue and sew up your lips. Get up from the ground!
The rich buy livers and hearts from the poor
When did your bones go up for sale?
Their minds crashed down, my heart aching
Only humans would enslave and murder one another
Body torn cruelly, soul sold cheaply
What is life really all about?
Give me a god, to emancipate either you or me
You’d better kneel down and confess with your eyes closed
Why crying? Why haven’t you learned anything?
I can’t realize when you cover your ears . . .

What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .

Minds of insanity, living in the insane world
Our young generations are educated on the broadband Internet
There, I’ve got a new identity
There, I can change my name every day
And go everywhere in the world
Within seconds I travel from America to Brazil
I don’t have to pay for the hottest flicks and music
I ain’t afraid of nothing!
Haven’t you seen the problem?
Someday the earth in pain won’t revolve around the blazing sun
Nobody will have witnessed white clouds in the sky, with the sun, moon, and stars
'Cause what controls the future will be that cold, plastic computer
Have we forgotten about birds flying across the limitless sky
Fresh breezes skimming the green meadows?
Hesitation will only slow you down and get you nowhere
The times are counting on us even when you cover your ears . . .

What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .
What can you hear? When you cover your ears . . .

A silhouette is falling
Where’s the cold wind going?