Final Call کے بول

Seeing it all Heading the call Lost! Without hoping to be found A willing exile, I turn away Rather face the endless silence Than the hopeless and fear of today The ashes choke the sky Death's swift hand in disguise Awaiting the final call No use hesitating ARE WE Fearful of how dark its grown? The emptiness surrounds CAN NOT BELIEVE refuse to think I'm on my own Who will be CAST OUT? Trust! In the lies that held you bound Their twisted values lead you astray They disgrace the world with violence leaving bitterness despair and decay The ashes choke the sky Death's swift hand in disguise Awaiting the final call No use hesitating ARE WE Fearful of how dark its grown? The emptiness surrounds CAN NOT BELIEVE refuse to think I'm on my own Who will be CAST OUT? Lost! Without hoping to be found A willing exile, I turn away The ashes choke the sky Death's swift hand in disguise Awaiting the final call No use hesitating ARE WE Fearful of how dark its grown? The emptiness surrounds CAN NOT BELIEVE refuse to think I'm on my own Who will be CAST OUT?