God's oppressive arms کے بول

Down dropping tears follow me To keep apart my crying soul Blurred I see the scarlet soil Closed Eyes ready for sleeping Roaring ants are biting me Down the path of life I walk Pictures of the lost pass my way Blood runs down my lips To drink the soil and stain it red Cold crawling death I feel Upcoming from the fold of earth To prevent me from the dark light The abyss of fear follows me I can't run on save ways To protect me from maggots and worms God's oppressive arms of death Are holding me in my last home