Paradise Lost - In Truth

I’m, I’m in a picture with you
You just seem to know
I am a liar I am a fake
In truth
You don’t need to know

I turn at the laughter
As you proceed to show
I am a dead man, I’m a mistake
It’s true
Do I need to know

In all I’ve shown
Cross me again, all hope defeated again

Hold on we all strive
We ascend from a world we all try

Paradise Lost - First Light

There’s no mistake
Plea denied, lying remains
Fear so restrained
Plea denied, lying insane
Pray for the day
Your sentence awaits
Inside your senses awake

Cold harsh first light
Face the trial failed in life
Hold on, first light
Face the trial, fade then die

Free from regret
Redefine darkened intent
Blood drawn & drained
Weakened I’m worthless in chains
Tears from the brave
Your senses awake
The final elegy waits

Cold harsh first light
Face the trial failed in life
Hold on, first light
Face the trial, fade then die

Paradise Lost - Last Regret

Free the will to try
Adapting over time
Feel no wealth inside for the last ones
For the last ones

Hear my last words
This my last regret

Kill the will to die
Innocence it all seemed right
Dreaming darkeness lies for the last ones
Freedom is denied
For the last ones

Hear my last words
This my last regret

Paradise Lost - Faith Divide Us - Death Unite Us

Refrain from the way we were
Slain the invincible
Changed are the the ways of man
Fortitude to face the path

Vanquish the pain
Don’t want to see it fail

(Faith divides us, death unites us)
Vanquish the pain
Don’t want to seek despair

(Faith divides us, death unites us)

Tears for a hopeless case
Outside is still so vague
Frayed the landscapes of old
Cleared the indelible

Cannot sleep through darkened skies
Cannot dream until its over

Paradise Lost - As Horizons End

To remain pessimistic found, in this hour of distress
Till decayed, derelict down
In this shower of pretence

Desire profane
You never see again

As horizons end
ever to descend
As horizons end
ever to descend

You retain a desolated frown
In this hour of distress
You invade the decadent crowd
In a shadow of pretence

Desire profane
You never see again
The light of day it seems to be enslaved