Crimson River کے بول

Took a step to an unknown land Stunned by visions, he could never imagine Crossed crimson river, the line between will and faith Fell down on his knees, renounced There's no turning back Cold touch of evil, hidden behind Patriotic lies Taught a lesson, paid by lunacy Surrounded by cold wings of death Naked in a web made of bullets Felt fangs on his neck Cried but no one heard Covered by ripped bodies A metal piece was made for him A vehicle to take him away Was hard to breathe, felt so cold Fear crushed any of his thoughts Praying didn't help his fright Felt alone, he was alone Felt alone, he was alone Fought alone, killed alone She who given life to him Dreamed of a simple life Had to serve the queen, obeyed powers All ended in Dardanelles.