اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Patchwork eclipsing your good eye
Blind words said by righteous tongue
Spitting fire across the sky
We are hopeless
A billion tangled tongues
It all seems pointless
Now, need to be clear
My tongue bleeds words
Now. Need understanding
My world, burning red
My conscious spill from head
Buried inside your golden house
Pursue me with mercy.
(We take, never give)
