اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Real and grim 'til the end of our days
Looking from within
You're going to find me
Counting sins with an eye
Stinging in like an arrow
Feed on the guilt of those who believe
Hear the rhyme, the everlasting lie
Dare to defy it everlasting lie
Running blind to the saviour of souls
They were told about
But they don't find him
In the eyes and the face
Of a cold lifeless idol
