Suffer The Children کے بول

At last I see the great divide. Through a crowded room that has no lights. I guide my way through this sea with no direction. Have mercy. Weigh me through, through these tides. God have mercy on them. All of their lives mean nothing without you. We are nothing without you. This is how you cherish love, driving blind at the wheel. Weigh me through, through these tides. God have mercy on them. All of there lives mean nothing without you. We are nothing without you.