الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
The last sourrounding shout
Hate will follow you
Fate will follow me
When your face is near
Hate is everything I see
Waves of hate from your hand
Loving you was like dead on demand
Light´s burning out
The last sourrounding shout
And when the fevers gone
I´ll sing my song... for you
Your blood begins to rain
Satisfaction to maintain
