Beginnings کے بول

We live in a world of hate, a beautiful place seen through obscure eyes. Caught in the glimpse of this life. How do I find what I seek? Where does your glory and I meet? This speck of light is my creeping death, I cant wait till I am dead only to live again. Filled with filth I don't need this anymore. How can I think I am alive, when I have never lived before. This speck of light is my creeping death, I cant wait till I am dead only to live again. This world has created an ending that starts tonight. We live in a world of hate, a beautiful place seen through obscure eyes. Caught in the glimpse of this life. How do I find what I seek? Where does your glory and I meet? This is where I begin!