Rust کے بول

Volatile What shines turning rust Secrets fail temples fail Burn away pestilence Pranic flames Burn away This weight pulling Enter a world that wilts Supple flesh turning dust You are here And this is real Open eyes Can you feel All void Swim within A thousand faces Of splintered need Ceaseless churning Impotence Swim through every tide And change of time Separate inferior design Illuminate our lies Begin to wash it all away Revive Reset