اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Lies are built upon us
As we live in this sick world
Devour all the pain inside
As we face this silent life
And leave in misery
Tomb of blood
A dying body seeks
To the burial ground
To leave the grief behind
Misery
Left to die
End
Deep in your mind
Truth faces the eyes of loss
Rot in maimed sleep
Grasp the dying sin
Let death win
The closure enters the mind
And the thoughts being blind
The way it is done to die
Letting the sick ones die slowly
It ravages the soul in your anger
While your mind is throbbing with pain
A pulse of depression
Soon to cease in misery end
They dwell in hate
Can you choose your misery fate?
Ceased
And rot away
A coffin
To rest in lies
