اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Starving hands wait for their loved ones to fall,
how can you try to justify a life that has more meaning now?
As tragedy forces the weak,
does heart have no meaning or are you blind?
Waiting for my demise, call my number, call my name,
if we turn from darkness it's only obvious we've
found a path so righteous that nothing can stop us now.
