اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Why did I have to leave my fears
Behind the hills of loneliness?
Why did I have to find her here
Who loved the black behind my mask?
Hand scratching this face - for Christin and the days
Blood dripping on dust - for the love I have lost
My flesh and bones - for the fear and the moans
My life - my pain - to dream with her everyday
