اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
On and on
In the shadow lands
The darkness grows
As a maelstrom brews
Fear gives way
To coward's creed
The flesh of men
Fails
And yet you reign
In majest and glory
Angels crying
Holy,holy
I raise my hands
In surrender to your
Call
I pledge myself for
Your honor
I shed the skin
Of a filthy lie
In waking dream
Of no escape
Though i fall
I've set my course
To do your will
Through the tears
Though they curse
And mock your name
Don't let them die
In ignorance
Send your word
To heal their wound
Through these hands
Of fatality
