Common Price کے بول

A defiant serenade echoes at the ends of the earth. It feeds this dream of the fall. The fall of a narrow mind and the blood among the first snow. Would it justify the means? “It’s a common price that follows a sacrifice”. But deep is the void in those who dwell in a shallow world. And great the challenge to break their apathy. At the ends of the earth it started. Somehow we always knew our true nature. “It’s a common price followed by a paradise”. But don’t hold your breath for those who will forget.