گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Come taste a century of hatred
Free from the sanity of them
Is there something, that you see in all of them
Non-believer, a time will come, but when ?
All you worship in life, destroyed by human hands,
Spare the trouble you feel, save a breath for your next
Spit on the laws that I made for you
Betray the treasures within hearts...
