Symphony As A Portriat کے بول

do we know whats going on here do we know whats going on here this is my symphony as a portriat clouds of seperate explosions in the sky and all this sweet war the still frame photographs burned into the inside of my mind etched into the back of my concience i seemed to have engraved to deep i fear etched into the back of this hollow shell its breaking through and making things less clear ide like to know whats going on here ide like to know whats going on here do we know whats going on here (do we know whats going on) do we know wahts going on here etched into the back of my concience i seemed to have engraved to deep i fear etched into the back of this hollow shell its breaking through and making things less clear