اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Images rot into thought
I close my eyes but see the veins
I cant cut the nightmare off i have no control you
Master me, the speed the repitition per second so fast
So very fast the pitch is melting me now
I cannot think any good,
Close them tighter the voice is so clean
Wonder the optics are so insane now i feel this, is
This what they crave, insanity
