Draft के बोल

Time is drawing on my skin paintings of horror, I'm just a queen to fight with him. Even the energy of my sorrow can't help me to win. I envy the time never goes back. that's invisible and lives forever when it's always dead. And it's pervert profanation is dwelling in my madness. That's a fact. My loneliness I'm realizing, becoming a famous face of times' romantic advertisement. And all my love is wasted, waiting for the rainbow rising. I am kneeling in the mud as nobody's phantom on all my reverie's tomb.