The Source to Delve کے بول

Wounded by time and situation I gaze beyond the boundaries of our horizon My hands cut off to prevent resistance Time shall foretell the duration of my absence Preparing my mind for failure For failure and deceit, Nothing will satisfy me Satisfy me in my need Led into a state of misfortune But through the powers that made me immune And by the energy that created life itself I am guided towards the source to delve I'm reaching the end of tolerance Which portal did I miss to see Nothing will satisfy me Satisfy me in my need And slumber comes down upon your perspective Taking down all mistakes there are to forgive I am supplied by anger, fed by mistakes Gateways towards nothing Nothing there to gain The strength of light Reduced to shadows And fire and stone Merge from where all hatred grows