اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
"Scream from the grave of wounded flames..."
War-its the way of burning hearts
Living in agression, ruled by hate
Look, feel the pain from closing eyes
Of your dying friend...
Flames, frozen once-now born again
As the sign from Gods of killing
Yeah, it must be the choosen day
Meanwhile let them pray
CHORUS:
Wounded flames, their light
Shining from dark past
Unstopeable might
Bring you down to fast
