Flag Of Fate کے بول

Lonely years And twenty days All since when We parted ways No tears no joy No looking back Strange intense Strange immense The flag of fate Was waving by It shoved its face Deep into mine All motion of thoughts This chain of loss Is binding me It eats and gnaws Commence the funeral Its playing in my mind All precious memories Are turning their blind eye Commence the funeral Its playing in my mind All precious memories Are turning their blind eye I saw it coming