The Panther کے بول

Your vision is weary it cannot hold Anything but endless bars, no world Pacing circles, he softly strides A mighty will is paralyzed I know how you feel I know how you feel Pacing round Round and round a ring Only at times the curtain lifts Quiet scenes, they rush on in Pupils open as a fawn Plunge to the heart and now they're gone I know how you feel I know how you feel Pacing round Round and round and round a ring