اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Diseased, the inner sanctum dies
Rhapsodized, before your sightless eyes
Demise, Tartarus in disguise
Your words, all but stigmatized
Like a body without soul and a sacrifice of faith
The desire to be flesh, yet forced to abdicate
Pain - myopic empire
Shelter to a venal mind
Subsistence within your own decline
You betrayed me to my face
Though professing to seek the truth
Nowhere near a fleshless decay
Your relinquished purity of youth
And in all incessant bitterness
A lack of comprehension
Intoxicated by my suffering
Thou shalt suffer, too
