Peel The Paint کے بول

Free from the start Left to depart Finding the pleasure and the pain in his art Lost in the hush No need to rush Time waits for him Him who creates with the brush Colour the brush High in the air His dreams are there Searching for answers he will look everywhere Thinks he has won A place in the sun Free from the worries and the ways of everyone Peel the paint Look underneath You'll see the same The same old savage beast Strip the coats The coats of time And find mad eyes And see those sharpened teeth Nothing's been learned No nothing at all Don't be fooled, get up before you fall Carnal grave Crawling smooth Open flesh and you must let him in. Glass reflects What you are It shows the face, the evil face of sin