گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
An intermission of your fate
Close your eyes, God gives, or takes it away
You try and forget all your hate
Anger thrives, trapped in a steel crate
And you’re heading south
And talking too loud
The time isn't now
You breathe in and out
I'm thinking of march
A crushing false start
No actress and you didn’t
Play the part
In the dark I go
In the dark I go
In the dark I go
