Ion کے بول

Here I am Back again to save you I am the incarnation of all that is pure Of all that is you The island in your ocean so cruel I am warmth Your guiding star and the wheel in your car I am all that you are And you will never get far Without my presence But you can never have me The words I bring and the song I sing - Chaos cannot charge the breed of order You'll never be able to reach me The tales I tell of our stereo-hell - We're doomed to be a first decree of murder This is how I want it to be I cannot escape and you will never get Rid of me We ride the Decadence of culmination Tomorrow we may hunt down revelation If tomorrow comes For the chosen ones... We are the poles and the world is our feast