اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Wade as a dead-weight, bound by an invisible chain
Deep in the gas cloud, kicking distance from pain
Hold on, don't mind about the highs, for the lows will abound
Go on, savor those moments stake claim to that ground
You have seen them come and go
Down the ashes rain
It's time to reap now what's been sowed
Time and time again
Staring through the unblinking cold
Fade into the unknown
These streets run through you, streets full of undead
Out of excuses, a requiem in your head
Hold on, don't mind about the signs of a losing the game
Go on, savor your anquish stay true to the blame
