Blades کے بول

You hold my head, I cannot hurt You touch my heart, I cannot bleed You touch my eyes and I can see Caress my skin my sickness sleeps My dreams are golden My dreams are golden She said, The leper sleeps tonight She said The greatest good for the greatest number From the greatest evil comes though they slumber The greatest triumph proves the greatest blunder Greatness dies but will still hunger She strokes and tumbles into my vein She gently turns the tide of shame Steal to the city with no name The scent of darkness smothers pain My dreams are golden My dreams are golden She said, Your wound will heal tonight She said The greatest good for the greatest number From the greatest evil comes though they slumber The greatest triumph proves the greatest blunder Greatness dies but will still hunger