You're Death Haunts Me Still کے بول

Origin of time, the face of the human flesh Staring with the eyes of executioner Withe the glimpse of a heartbeat cold and colder your sins are washed away But could it be that you were my death, Sacrament of sorrow and ultimate pain Could it be that with you my everything froze and my burden rose like wildest rose This is a graveyard of forgoten souls This is where fate delivers it's holy mourn Where you laid your bones to finaly rest Your solitude became your grave! But could it be that you were my death, Sacrament of sorrow and ultimate pain Could it be that with you my everything froze and my burrden rose like wildest rose With you I died and your death hunts me still With you I died your pain still lives in me!