اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Hatred darkens the eyes
And it's impossible to see
The path to walk
In my mind the silent storm
Slowly I consume myself like a lit candle
And bound in chains, I free myself now
I try to walk without looking back
But your shadows insist in darkening my day
Even in the shadow, I know there is light above it
And that I will guide myself
Wherever may it be to, now without you
A path of torment as sorrowful as your heart
The memories grew dusty from years of abandonment
All stories turn to ashes and the page will always turn
