اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Like a shadows in the night, fading away
A ghost without form, the father of all scorn
A dark formation, slowly taking shape
It can be the greatest fear, of your life
Like phantoms, slowly slipping away
Like evil phantoms, formless and grey
You cannot run, cause it is everywhere
It is everything, you ever feared
