اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Floating endlessly through the wavering radiance
To a sun so long forgotten, I need the warmth.
As I wait to find babylon, I dream to reach out,
To oscillate and find my god or this fleeting
Notion of peace. It wont be long until we can
Regain whats left of ourselves. Hand in hand, we
Can be set free from the chains that have bound us
For so long.
