The Forthcoming

The Forthcoming के बोल

शैलीMetal
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अनुवाद अभी उपलब्ध नहीं है। मूल बोल दिखाए जा रहे हैं।
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You burned my bridges; Enslaved my fears To reach the depraved; That kills itself In chaos we trust; torn by our own hands My own nightmare becomes flesh; Own intellect feeds the anger; No one was chosen To be holy or different To reach eternal freedom My future decisions Will make you cry eternally; Protect your soul against the forthcoming In chaos we trust; torn by our own hands To reach eternal freedom My future decisions Will make you cry eternally; Protect your soul against the forthcoming (Displace the unity of false decisions! Forbidden ones - can't you hear the Silent cries?)