اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Between
Ghost's harassing embrace, fear this oppressing glance
Carrying my final sight, I stand to the scythe
Sin becomes penitence, fire consumes, ashes
Devouring, passion becoming aversion
Beloved, I hate you so much, anger liberates
A rising storm of remorse forms, as mourns did crush
My sanity, narrowed, cornered, I've been blinkered
To one final solution, slaughter for treason
I'll stab you, embrace you, curse you, kiss you; beat you
I'll rip out your eyes so you'll see as I do feel
Darkness, not from the absence of light, from my heart
From the bottomless pit of my reason's remains
I'll scream and cry upon your bloody half dead corpse
I'll yell upon all hells below, "what I have done?"
Rumbling your last words you'll pray, you'll say you love me
Satisfied I'll finish you, fuck you, goodbye, die!
Ghosts harassing again, "what have you done to me?"
Devoured, aversion becoming obsession
Claiming another fire, pledges and shackles
Greet my sins, they are love and hate and all betwe
