اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
We're about to rock through the speakers
We get nothing but respect
And hold weird devotion
The grudge of our track
For every day I live
Through the force throughout your back
We're darkening, producing, a boom-bass kicking track
Breaking down the system
That shall not cross my head
An essay of resistance
Will result in sudden death
We impose a new sensation
Or we will kindly ask
Is your full anticipation on this boom-bass kicking track?
