اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Life seems to decay before my eyes
I reassure myself, everything is fine
Everything drains my strength from me
It makes me sick, look in to the mirror
And to see what i have become
Flowing tears, acid of my eyes
The blood rushes around my body
I abuse myself for being so weak
Burning me, killing me
Memories, weakness
The shadows they survive
The face behind the window
Sneers at my solitude, knife in my back
Amidst the rotten walls
I'm dead...
