گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Feel down
Death struck my own surround
Lost the one I loved and all I left behind
It comes to life
Through my hands
And it feels like dying
Failure
The bitterness of disappointment, hell to be
I seek shelter from the wretch within me
And I'll never understand my deeds
Sickness, fear and misfortune
Brought you to the living
Filthy demons rise
