Blinded کے بول

Like an ever flowing stream, Like an everlasting dream Twist the knife you bury deep, It's the nature of the beast Like a pane of shattered glass, Like a fire turned to ash You never took pity, You never wanted them You never wanted them, You never wanted them You only gave them pain, You only gave them pain Blinded You took all you could, Your truth was only lies No one could save you, from your selfish vanity A pain that never mends, A fever inside of them Why can you not feel, These burning lives Blinded You...make me hate, you...make me hate You...make me hate, you...make me hate Object of all temptation Cannot feel rejection Paved a way to bleeding hearts Through the flesh one last time Like an ever flowing stream Like an everlasting dream Twist the knife you bury deep It's the nature of the beast Blinded You...make me hate, You...make me hate You...make me hate, You...make me hate