اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Battle turmoil of false promises tear the horizon
with derisive look it's the crowd of poor hunting each other their souls are shredded conscience torn apart it's the mental war without any rules
Rattish bastards in frantic race torn souls without impulse only desires to have to can to be
