Old Times کے بول

Fear, fear's a word that blends Feelings of a constant change Upon a trail Gold, gold is memory throne That shines the strenght to face the unknown That keeps us high in this sky of life For old times sake For old times sake We roll the dice Unroll, lies a future bold A tale, a secret to be told Our destiny So days, days just flow away Across this game we play That we can't stop Till our dying pray For old times sake For old times sake We roll the dice Just like an endless wheel Our path is to move on To take the better thrill And go on For old times sake For old times sake We roll the dice