اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Broken bones
Damaged, bleeding face
Scars embossed
Bullets piercing his Chest
The cry of surrender
The state of pain
I set my direction
Escaping, there will be no retreat
The time running out
For Taking a final stance
Your plea will be denied
Standing, march to death!
Far away, I'm running
Far away, I'm running
I saw your fall
One more shot, one more kill
For standing, feel the glory
There will be no retreat!
There will be no retreat!
The scum crawls, demean it
Never show mercy
Sparks, destruction
Worms in their body
How to say goodbye?
