اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
As thousands prosper, billions still starve. I see burned out bodies in a sleeping world. Streams of thoughts have been locked out. No reflections of what we've become. So powerless, so distant from ourselves. We pave our way to hell with the illusion of a paradise ahead. We'll kiss that image of salvation goodbye because it's going to burn us from the inside out. I see the future unfold. A world gone to waste and we allowed it in our name. I see the future unfold. The chain tightens around our necks.
