اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Hopes left behind closed doors.
Cursed souls fed with the bleeding wrists.
Shaking bodies hanged on the nape of burning cold.
The fog that collapsed after the gloomy day,
Is grayed with its all ego now.
Twilight was born from illusions.
