God Of Deception کے بول

The god of deception a man with your face see him still wondering searching for your grave needles called luster it's only a one night stand and you are six feet under dead by your own hand as you lost your destination something drilled holes in your soul it's time to meet your maker raise the relief on your temple as you lost your destination something drilled holes in your soul it's time to meet your maker raise the relief on your temple make them blame themselves regret the deceased until the truth kills it's novelty attrition of their beliefs as you lost your destination something drilled holes in your soul it's time to meet your maker raise the relief on your temple it's the pain that calls the tune those heartbreaking moments mislaid it all all the happiness you can die at your leisure make them blame themselves regret the deceased until the truth kills its novelty attrition of their beliefs