XI کے بول

I walk through the edge of the unknown Shadows stretch where light won't go Fragments shifting, bending space Echoes of a world I can't face Everything you touch is just a shell A hollow mask, a fragile spell I can't control this void Make me Break me, now I will become paranoid By the sick search for the truth Step into the noise For the things that you can't control Locked within the eleven dimensions Everything you touch is just a shell A hollow mask, a fragile spell I can't control this void Make me Break me, now I will become paranoid By the sick search for the truth Step into the noise For the things that you can't control Locked within the eleven dimensions Sailers Step into the noise For the things that you can't control Locked within the eleven dimensions