اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
In ivory towers
Made by wind of solitude
Dying flowers
A life's declining amplitude
Laid in ashes
The fires that once kept us warm
Unlike the masses
We’re bracing for the storm
After this
After all
Will you be there to catch my fall
When the storm is over
Will we be standing tall?
After this
After all
We will be breaking down this wall
You and me together
We can conquer all
In empty cities
All the noise is laid to rest
Reality is
In dark days we give our best
