Low Fantasy کے بول

Now that the world is over Looking back, just looking back Can’t make it up anymore When the future is behind Expectations done Without shape life is flat Run, in circles You weren’t going anywhere On and off and on and off and on and off again On and off and on and off and on and off again When the empty light swings over Trance, modern night No one, separate ones Together, standing still On and off and on and off and on and off again On and off and on and off and on and off again