Texty: Paradise Lost. Pity The Sandess.

Sadness lives after we die
The pains of life increased outright
Contempt and sins priorities...
To crush good fortune
Morning... Morning's calm, inside I cry
This painful life 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 through
Sadness lives after we die
The pain of life increased outright
Contest my sins priorities
Crushed my spirit to it's knees