اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sadman
I am the sadness
I am the own sadness
That looks at the world
With the eyes of the pain
And wait for the solitude
Brutality, destroyed cars
People in pieces
Speed and imprudence
Of who thinks to be GOD
Listen the voice of the anything
See as that is beautiful
Get scared with the noise
That breaks the hot silence
And turns the coldest night
And me that thought about killing me
Aberration of who is imperfect
That surrenders to the pain
That have not afraid of suffering
And have not afraid of dying
Then we killed ourselves slowly
Getting hurt step by step
Tortured eternally
For our naive hands
Of who one day will be sorry
