Infinite Race کے بول

The nightly storm cuts my face, There's monstrous northern howl under my feet. 1 on 1 with my pain, infinite race... I win... i suffer defeat... This battle cannot will end... More faster and faster... Blacker... and faster. The nightly storm cuts my face, There's monstrous northern howl under my feet. Thousand huge eyes watch me... It's impossible to cease to breathe... This battle cannot will end... More faster and faster... Blacker... and faster...