Sorrow کے بول

Into my head Into my pride Cannot say I'm satisfied Crawling into my enemies Never seen a war before Where I'm loosing my recall Night disgracing me Nothing can press me Night disgracing me Nothing can cross me Pathetic prick Unconscious teen Blowing wind a new atmosphere Straight to the heart into my blood Never seen a war before Where I'm loosing my recall Night disgracing me Nothing can press me Night disgracing me Nothing can cross me Sorrow, my sanity Is falling down with my hollow soul Cries of the night so low Calling me back to their home Face of the state where I'm a diseased culture Keeping full speed when I cross you Head in a mask blast through the dusk Never seen a war before Where I'm loosing my recall Night disgracing me Nothing can press me Night disgracing me Nothing can cross me Sorrow, my sanity Is falling down with my hollow soul Cries of the night so low Calling me back to their home