اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Gone in a flash of an instant.
The self pity that seemed so distant.
Sank to the bottom of the water.
To avoid this little mental slaughter.
Another body in the funeral home.
Apart in their hearts they've grown.
The stenches of rotting flesh in the air.
An eye for an eye seemed fair.
The creature that lives.
Makes the body weak.
For that he gives.
The creature shall seek.
The creature that lives.
Makes the body weak.
For that he gives.
The creature shall seek.
A Bastard child born to the whore.
See what left in life has in store.
When your father denies you exist
Welcome to your personal abyss.
Deny your savior and claim the truth.
Your point of life only seems moot.
Survival would only make them hate.
Death is now your only escape.
The creature that lives.
Makes the body weak.
For that he gives.
The creature shall seek.
The creature that lives.
Makes the body weak.
For that he gives.
The creature shall seek.
