گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The darkness of clouds come rolling in
The presence of evil braws me into sin
Teardrops from heaven becomes my wine
Weeping father of heaven
Has a broken spine
Here, where the chaos rules
Your illusions are rushed
You lead your line of fools
Into submissions they are forced
Black is my mind, feel the flames of hell
