The Art Of Love کے بول

Sentenced to death every day My blood in leaks has dried Sentenced to death, no hope in sight Too weak to even try Blending ways Fusing hearts Memories Never ending scars Eyes to see and hands to touch A past to leave behind Destroy the need to rule and judge A future undefined The art of love Sentenced to death a thousand years A billion times I've prayed Sentenced to death, blind, deaf and numb A shadow of myself Don't believe Don't go astray Don't give in Don't lead me away Eyes to see and hands to touch A past to leave behind Destroy the need to rule and judge A future undefined The art of love Eyes to see and hands to touch A past to leave behind Destroy the need to rule and judge A future undefined The art of love The art of love The art of love The art of love The art of love