گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Anger, hate, pain, life?
Why must i - suffer?
Lost all vital essence to fight,
As i stare into the void,
I cling to a fading thought,
Of what was once my life,
Socially - rejected,
Economically - unwanted
Bureaucratically - erased,
The scorn of - humanity
Failure?
Who am i?
