اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Liberty is death legs are trembling
Fear is surrounding
No one to wipe
Your sweat brow
Innocent eyes
Stares you from the cell
None hope's allowed
No coins in the wishing well
Liberty liberty liberty is death
Mental disorder
Emotional disaster
Chains of salvation
Shackles of fate
Tons of pressure
Grinding our brain
You're drowning in the mud
While you dig on your own grave
We face the umpire
We hold our ground
In the eyes of the umpire
We're hell-bounded
The trial is raging
In the halls of despair
It's time to give up
Now confess!
