اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
wish to burn this dead city to save my life, to save yours.
The smell of ashes could get me better 'cause I shine alone in this lifeless crowd.
Like everyday I have to live I have to smile when their eyes deceive.
Like every Saturday night that I won't live.
I wish to see their carrions bleed so I could say everything is as it should be.
In the darkness I will survive.
