اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
You're painted on the wall with
the dead colours of streetlights,
into concrete frames.
You're lost in time of alienation
immortalized, in these streets
of disgrace.
A stranger passing by, following
the track of your tribe into
the time beyond.
And you must follow that call
'cause it's all there is, now
the journey to home finally begins.
Sing this bloody anthem of pain,
scream the hardest core.
Whisper the names of those
who took the fastest exit -
nothing can hurt them anymore
