اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The end is near, the lies are told and now forgotten
I was born into a world I never asked for
The Sun is cold, the winter is rotten
Be afraid for I now know you are aggrieved
I looked for God, I found nothing but rain
So set fire to the memories
