Black Milk کے بول

Your eyes gave me a look Of dull despair Tied up with him and yet You're not aware That I can change your life If you dare Come join this group of men Stay and share We are the prophets of sorrow We always pray for the night We build no life for tomorrow And never talk of the light We are the prophets of sorrow Black milk cries out for you And show my chest You tremble as I try To touch your breast Break free and scream out loud Not the best So stupid, small and dumb As the rest We are the prophets of sorrow We always pray for the night We build no life for tomorrow And never talk of the light We are the prophets of sorrow