The Promise of Deceit کے بول

Evening Coming through the crowd I hold my head high Straining Out here dissonance surrounds I hold my head high I see the wings behind your back Burned all the maps to reach you Watching distant lands I saw danger And then I felt the pressure Downfall This is our time The setting Sun over all I ever had So when did you come to think That you would tell me that I have no one And when do you think that you Will give back the things that you owe me Burned all the maps to reach you Watching distant lands I saw danger And then I felt the pressure So when did you come to think That you would tell me that I have no one And when do you think that you Will give back the things that you owe me