گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Hello old friend. It's nice to see you again.
You've been here before, so open the door.
Come on inside. I cannot hide from you....
Bury me by the light, let me rot away.
You judge me but I am right and this is the price I pay.
Cold black hands around my neck.
Tightening slow as if to draw out the pain.
Bring me back and bring me home.
Show me the me that I used to know.
What beast am I? What cruel fate is this,
that these cold black hands are my own?
