اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
There is life transcending, there is never-ending
There is fire in the soul of the warrior
Who was faced his demons and has turned to see them
Running to the hiding place of everything he would erase
So bear this cross before you and carry on
This is my fight, my blood, my war
Just like it was before
So now I stand against this wall
Hoping I will never fall
In this burning season there's no rhyme or reason
Left in all this disarray, ever building day by day
Counting on my hand who will take a stand
Now that I am meant to be, it all comes back to me
Pick up this cross before me now, and carry on
