اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Bow down before me
We are doomed
Surrounded by angels
A false paradise
Built under ruins
Until the last of us
Is left standing
We will never bow to anyone
Worship a God
Who needs you to exist
Without masters
There is no fear
Bow down to these
Dead weights
Maybe Styx is right
You must fall
Fear makes you strong
But we are many
What makes you real
Has now become your weakness
Only the lost lambs remains
