Shallow Seasons - Paradise Lost

Written by：Gregor Mackintosh/Nick Holmes

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 it's poor days

You're lost forever unable to see yourself

The thoughts arising theres

No disguising where you've been

Reveal to me

Your minds identify

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

Unwish declining grey

Thoughts reviving all the way

Your fallen prey

A loser pays

You'll pay for the feelings that you feed me

Don't hold on to what you call a life