Khosouf - 57 Blinds Lyrics

Clouded by sin
I see within
Weak and controlled
Silenced and molded
To act on their hate
Fall for the bait
Blinded by faith
Promise the bitter end
For all souls

Cry, for your sand
As I take my wars down
The Bleeding dishonored
The Throne Of a dying man

Eternity at hand
At my command
I disowned my soul
Now it's time for yours
To drown in the guilt
To carry the scent
Of an ill hearted slave
Who's promising the bitter end
For the world

Oh son
What have I done
To claim
Your life
Did I fail
Or prevail
Have I gone
Insane

ألان
و ها قد تم اليوم
وحين يُرضى الموت
يأتي صوتٌ في النوم
يوم ويكوى القلب