گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
My eyes trace the horizon,
winter brings another death to a year.
Give a free course a choice,
it's denied it's more intensified.
Shades of blue or just the shadow of the mind.
Suffered death but could not die,
so here upon my back I'll lie, freedom my fill
gaze into the deep my Black Heart.
