Icterine کے بول

Guess were running through the lines Of what's been decided Up and facing to the gods Who keep us divided Just look back and turn away Its a devils reminder That nothings here to stay That the fight is behind her Just a little burn, you know It's just me, in the foreground I can't keep up what you show I will lead in the bloodhounds I will keep my appetite Till I find a reason not to Ripe and ready for the fight Won't you stop and let me hold you Oh gods, their hands are open Keep crossing every path I know what you’ve been hoping Keep it coming with those words I can see it too, you’re not