اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I heard stories, that I was a gift send by God
Someone told me that I was more then
But the facts show me a darkest way
Today I have nothing, just my self, and my past
I am a walker, and I carry what, what the life gave me
In somewhere my shadows follows me
Like another life asking for mercy
My soul is tired, and my feet don't know how, how long they walk
Behind my eyes I try to hide the pain
