Sing My Loves کے بول

Feel shattered glass on a wind Rob all our eyes of their sight Cold sonic rush fills the void Changes the modes of our vice Sing my loves Sing my sorrows Sing my enemies We will all sing together Rob our eyes of a sight Sing my loves Change the modes of our vice Sing my enemies Rob our eyes of a sight Sing my sorrows Change the modes of vice Sing my loves Sing my sorrows Sing my enemies We will all sing Sing together