These Aren't Mirages کے بول

He’s made a serious mistake Mistaken a young one; feasting on her nature There’s an end to these means Forecasts have foretold clouds, sleet and rain Stars cross and implode Car crashing into marrow His stomach’s weak from dereliction Careless decisions Endless predictions Now she’s an empty shell You have been the cause of disaster Her good will has left you to shatter Lanterns will glow all night because of the pending reality Lanterns will show our sights lost track of the pending reality Now, there’s an end to these means Forecasts foretold an oak’s masquerade Stars cross and implode Car crashing into marrow His stomach’s weak from dereliction You have been the cause of disaster Her good will has left you to shatter