Symphony کے بول

He moves through the night away No one can see his face through the rain Scars mark his face and soul Token war by spirit and blood Flesh wants to win Spirit survives at all Blood under skin Seethes front this final war Scars mark his face and soul Token war by spirit and blood Only the strongest warrior will survive And now he knows no one can scape From the rule that leads The symphony of life From the rule that leads the symphony