اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I walked through the gates at the end
You weren’t far, far from me then
I would wait for you
In blood, holy and true
Cynical until it breaks, the words decay
The voice it cuts, the voice betrays
You can trace the lines broken hearts make
Run your fingers through the cracks of eternal ache
I walk through the gates at the end
They’d been marked by the pens of forgotten women
Pennyroyal we burn
For every forgotten word
And I cannot brace for the end
A long road
And I cannot brace for the end, the end
