گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
There's a call coming close
Luring me from a cell
Born from my very shell
That's finished and melting
There's a road and a role
Grumbling under me
It's bumpy but smoother still
Than what I was dreaming
No, il hasn't been long
Since the day I was lost
but today I can profess
Everyday's open
Cause we all bear a loss
As we cross to a star
To find out just who are we
To show you just who we are
No titles and idols
And nobody goes down...
There's a wage on a war
Lined in eternity
Signed by our destiny,
Religion and country
There's a rage within me
Fighting the pedigree
Plagued by its recipe
Excluding the true me
Chorus
