اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I've never realised how bad It was
To loose the ground to rest my feat
Humanity Is lost Inside
My eyes can't teach my mind
Clockwork nerves controlled my arms
Pupills are wide open to see
No coming back from where I left
I'm rotten orange healed by force
A number was my name
A priest was my strenght
A cell was my home
A nightmare so unreal
I'm not the man I used to be
I'm something else, this is not me
No self respect, no memory
I'm living my own metamorphosis
