اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I can see whart you see not
Visions milky than eyes rot
When you turn they will be gone
Whispering their hidden song
Then you see what cannot be
Shadows move where light should be
Death is their curse to the Sun
To walk the way they had begun
Out of darkness out of mind
Cast down to the halls of the blind
