Texty: Paradise Lost. Reflections: The Best Of Paradise Lost. Pity The Sadness.

Sadness lives after we die
The pains of life increased outright
Contempt and sins priorities
To crush good fortune to its knees

Morning

Morning's calm inside I cry
This painful live has raped my mind
Take me down, slow release
From sorrow's penetration

Morning

Life is there for me
Hell is there for me

Sunlight greets my open wounds
Morning's light reflects the doom
My soul is free, it lives again
To roam alone in darkness

Morning

I've cried for God
And I've cried for you
I pray that in the end
Your sense will break though

Sadness lives after we die
The pains of life increased outright
Contest my sins priorities
Crushed my spirit to its knees