اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Protected from the maze, the outside world
Empty eyes, distorted face
Without mental penetration from the wicked civilization
This isolated cold asylum an unforgiving salvation
She's a prodigy so very pure and delicate
Take her away to a place she can stay
Away from this gateway to madness
Turmoil feelings comes in random
A princess from the tragic kingdom
Given shelter from decline
Not a taste of life nor wine
Beyond all recognition, a piece a thing
The art of suffering
Today'll be yesterday tomorrow
In this chamber of sorrow
Take her away to a place she can stay
Away from this gateway to madness
