गीत निर्देशांक
ENमूल बोल
अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
When ignorance is bliss
Our voices nothing but a sore hiss
We yearn for redemtion, for an end
Yet we keep heading on
While time`s expanding, running slow
Like streams of molten lead
In this moments of need
Our memories will soon be gone
There`ll be no end
There`ll be no end
No end
No end
No end
No end
Father, is this the end?
