اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
A beautiful scream yields such comparison with an elegant field of pain
I'm predictable in this train of thought
Now it seems I lost everything I have
Broken glass and anguish
Has brought a bleeding and suffocating feeling
I'm lost in this thought of you
Collapsed in a bed of fear
My dreams bring haunting pictures of you
An unbearable lust
I cannot go on without her voice
I sleep with consistent eulogy lullabies
Teasing the tears that run form my eyes
I grasp this knife not for you my darling
But for nothing sincere
It brings me sorrow to know you blackened my heart
With no intent
To sing me to sleep tonight
