koi umeed bhar nahi aati
koi umeed bhar nahi aati
koi surat najar nahi aati
koi umeed bhar nahi aati
aage aati thi haale dil pe hasi
aage aati thi haale dil pe hasi
aage aati thi haale dil pe hasi
aage aati thi haale dil pe hasi
ab kisi baat par nahi aati
ab kisi baat par nahi aati
koi surat najar nahi aati
koi umeed bhar nahi aati

marte hai aarzoo mein marne ki
marte hai aarzoo mein marne ki
marte hai aarzoo mein marne ki
marte hai aarzoo mein marne ki
maut aati hai par nahi aati
maut aati hai par nahi aati
koi surat najar nahi aati
koi umeed bhar nahi aati

hum waha hai jaha se hum humko bhi
hum waha hai jaha se hum humko bhi
hum waha hai jaha se hum humko bhi
hum waha hai jaha se hum humko bhi
kuch humari khabar nahi aati
kuch humari khabar nahi aati
koi surat najar nahi aati
koi umeed bhar nahi aati

maut ka ek din muaayan hai
maut ka ek din muaayan hai
maut ka ek din muaayan hai
maut ka ek din muaayan hai
neend kyon raat bhar nahi aati
neend kyon raat bhar nahi aati
koi surat najar nahi aati
koi umeed bhar nahi aati

No hope remains to fill the void,
No hope remains to fill the void,
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.

Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
Once, laughter danced upon my soul,
But now, on nothing, does it roll.
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.

We die, desiring death's embrace,
We die, desiring death's embrace,
We die, desiring death's embrace,
We die, desiring death's embrace,
But death itself, it shows no face.
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.

We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
We are lost to ourselves, unknown,
No tidings of our selves are shown.
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.

Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Death's destined hour, it will appear,
Why then, does sleep not conquer fear?
No face, no form, to be enjoyed.
No hope remains to fill the void.