اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I reach out to take what's mine, way behind your drawn line
Miscalculation and i slip, blowing your heart into bits
This war has an endless story, of conquering of territories
A first class reconcile submit, was an ambush for a second hit
Your spies search my possessions at night
For any proof of violation of rights
But i am much more skilled than that
I know where to hide high treason facts
So this war goes on and on, one day i'll wake and you'll be gone
Destrucion spreads before we know, our armies won't stand to hold
I'm paralyzed and your mislead
Loving you will leave me dead
