اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Grab the torch
Of stranger's faith
All the enemies
Run through your veins
You can't see them
Flowers of betrayal
You feel like a master
But you're worms' new slave
You're worms' new slave
We all need
A cheek to pierce
With a sword
Or the deepest kiss
Crucify your tongue
With three rusty nails
You feel like a master
But you're worms' new slave
You're worms' new slave
Father's fingers
Are seeking your pride
He's sucking your blood
Tasting the eyes of the blind
Hail to the weak!
The king is dead!
Time needs silence
As the throne needs his heir!
