اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
It shines through my glorious past
The miserable life I've been leading
Trophies of capitalism
Mark my ground
As I march through my
Medium black existence
Feasting on my own utopia
Starving my soul to death
Willingly playing my role
In this soul shattering void
I call my life
Slowly fading from all
Consciousness of who I am
Or what I was
Becoming a numb puppet,
A property of a rule
A model I must fit into
And give up myself
