اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Silently fading into the unknown
Waiting for darkness to take my soul home
This life gave me nothing but a name for my grave
A long wish to die, and escape from the pain
The righteous may bless the old and the young
But I was not blessed by anyone
And now when it's over, it wont take long
Until I descend, until I am gone
Thy kingdom come
Blessed be the poor
Be the sick
Be the meek
And blessed art thee
Blessed be the old
Be the week
Be the young
