اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Angels fell, fell and died
Yet still remain those chains of you and I
Sacred saints, all crucified
Where is that hidden key they could not find?
I always pray, the heavens cry
When fathers fail, the children – will they rise?
Darkness reigns and we are the slaves of that all knowing eye
