گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Discard these weighted wings and rise
As high as these heavy skies
Rise from a sitation that sickens me
I inflict the kindest cut of all
Weave the weakest cloth into steel
As i embrace invention
From this manufactured mess
Will appear a more desirable design
So far from what i was
So close to what i could be
Abandoning past reflections
I will not miss me
No longer ruled by imperfections
I will not miss me
And now i am invincible
So fucking invincible
Just try and fucking stop me
A frame once rendered frail
Now suddenly superhuman
Incapable of doubt
A structure free from flaws
An immovable mass
Of sentinel contruction
So far from what i was
So close to what i could be
Nothing matters anymore
Untouchable unstoppable
Everyone is beneath me
