Lukewarm کے بول

Wasn't so long ago As i thought being different Supreme spirit Above all that's called failing Wasn't so long ago As i dared not to care Sinful masses all around me My perfect self Lukewarm A heart that's numb, self-content Spued away from the mouth of god Poor, naked and blind Spued away from the mouth of god Thought i was able To wear different faces Spiritual metamorphosis To betray me The gleam of gold is idle when Blackened soul remains the same The way you live is who you are Despite the soulful of chrome