اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Guilty until proven innocent
We condemn your soul and fate
Never mind the possibilities
Too busy for logic or to calculate
Take part in a diminishing breed
Where complex turns to simplicity
When pain is acknowledged
Frivolous calculations will be abolished
Without judgement what would we do?
We would be forced to look
At ourselves emerged in a lost time
Assuming what may be
Without judgement
Perception would increase a million times
Distracted by the imagination
That experiments with ease
If you could taste it, it might be addictive
Where life will crush those who defy
