Sleep On Stones کے بول

There is a presence in this room An image replayed in slow motion So clear my eyes cannot see Faint voices whispers and moans I sleep on stones Stigmatized I am alone In here In a hall of memories Are you there? The walls are closing in We are here I carry my burden whispers and moans I sleep on stones I waste away Atrophy, a case closed A lost cause A clenched fist Pave the way of resistance Fade fast Close the distance between good and evil I am in between I bleed I plead to be free at last There is a prisoner in this room Where chaos evolves into fiction A man who once was me Receding laughter whispers and moans I sleep on stones