The Wine That Flows کے بول

The wine that flows from your hands Is the force that shall release the world The wine that flows from your hands Shall release the world from the silent longing Let the clouds ascend from the land We reveal ourselves And our silent longings For it's time that we face the end We release ourselves From these faithful bindings In tortured corridors, the mechanical laughter Rises and falls in the piercing nights And the winter bells sing a hollow song Releasing the force of the gentle mights And the wine that flows from your hands Shall release the world Let the clouds ascend from the land We reveal ourselves And our silent longing For it's time that we face the end We release ourselves From these faithful bindings