Judgment Day کے بول

Here I lie rotting in my cell Finger scratching lines in the wall The evil in my mind has brought this hell The good in me has nearly bid farewell Bid farewell Death is near One last play Judgment day not far away Death is near Chilled with fear Purging the sin from my soul Never gave a thought toward heaven What if there is a god? I knew the rules, yet broke away What eternal price must I pay? Death is near One last play Judgment day not far away Death is near Chilled with fear Purging the sin from my soul Death is near One last play Judgment day not far away Death is near Chilled with fear Purging the sin from my soul Death is near One last play Judgment day not far away Death is near Chilled with fear Purging the sin from my soul