GloMag GloMagMarch2020 | Page 175

I will cast away these burdens if you break out this material cage Show me the fountain of life; in my palm I will hold the weeping Jhelum The floating bodies over the crimson waters were yelling in dead beats Leave the throne, come as cure of thousand ills and uphold the weeping Jhelum What wretchedness came to those who turned and ran away and let the blood drip! Even the cruelly killed souls were breached when they sold the weeping Jhelum 175