گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
When last your eyes blazed at me
Filled with the hate of sundry years
I decried the devil in you
And knelt to shake a hand so dear
The knell has rung, the hour passed
Never put your trust in Time's callous hands
Though you lock your faith in a casque
In your eyes i behold a false contenance
Oh! black mass
Devil of this night
I see nothing inside
To make me believe this lie
Your eyes are your soul betrayer
Filtering light from far beyond
Revealing more in sardonic prayer
To which I shall not respond
Eternal torment adorns my skies
Like a painting of your thousand eyes
A once bright day willfully turns night
Caught in the trance of her shadowed sight
Oh! black mass
Devil of this night
I see nothing inside
To make me believe this lie
Your eyes are your soul betrayer
Filtering light from far beyond
Revealing more in sardonic prayer
To which I shall not respond




