اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Slowly swallow for reasons that remain,
like counting drops that fall in the rain,
slowly sinking into the black alone,
the darkest of pressure comes waving in for you to drown.
Slowly twisting coiled up you cannot breathe,
waiting forever for you to go and leave.
(2x)
Killing all movement,
killing all sound.
Slowly fading
dragging far behind,
losing emotions obsessed and crossing lines,
slowly you vanish.
left nothing real behind,
drained of all feeling,
lost and out of time.
(3x)
Killing all movement,
killing all sound...
