Текст (слова) песни: Paradise Lost - Shallow Seasons
The sullen man before me turns a head and demonstrates The power of a weak mind can`t conceal or captivate
It`s lost in a bleak scope of fragmented ways Eternal non-events occur throughout its poor days You`re lost forever unable to see yourself The thoughts arising, there`s no disguising where you`ve been...
Reveal to me, your mind`s identity
You`ll pay, pay for the feelings that you feed me Don`t hold on to what you call a life...
Anger compels a force of weakness or fear I`ll promise no forgiveness for the rest of my years A negative release, subliminal urge Unwise declining, grey thoughts reviving all the way...
Your fallen prey, a loser pays
You`ll pay, pay for the feelings that you feed me Don`t hold on to what you call a life...
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