اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Your hands of thorns
Embrace my neck
Crimson adorns
My shortened breaths
A screen of mesh
Over my chest
This waste of flesh
Is second best
Through ruins of my damaged care
You are relapsing, it's not hard to see
I'm glad that you're still standing there
When you're crumbling, collapse into me
As limits bend
Our minds ascend
I am your slave
Until the end
When you caress
All that is left
Cover my eyes
Lay me to rest
Through ruins of my damaged care
You are relapsing, it's not hard to see
I'm glad that you're still standing there
When you're crumbling, collapse into me
