اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Through this thievery
I'm cheated of my precious time
Anaemic, starved, in depravation
Hope once cherished lost
Pawn, prisoner -
Your blood is not your own
A thousand apathetic eyes
Yet not a single tear
A different kind of slavery
Seemingly chosen
Thieves are what you are
Bought right from the start
World-order degenerate
Preaching scavenger art
(I dreamt the world was a better place than it is...)
