اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Raise the fire
A message from God
Speaking to you from the land of the dead
Candor destroys the silence
A void you never see
Your own paranoia
Dealing with the choices
Dealing with the voices
Manifest hallucination
Strapped to the chair
Clawing for air
Never realizing that nothing is there
Pull
The hate inside of me, claw
I know they're after me
Hold
Confusion's all I feel
Die
The lucid dreams made real
Pull inside this darkened well
Claw your own personal hell
Hold the hell within us all
Inside the dark all senses dulled
You can't fight back against the pull
Pull, hold, claw
