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By Paradise Lost, Why can't we hearThe time must come for us to
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By Paradise Lost, Sickened by the feeling withinLaughing at my painForget the lies,
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By Paradise Lost, Denying our restlessnessFrustrations tension eludesThe past was cleanWhere thoughts were
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By Paradise Lost, In agony we are now twisted unblessedWe must strive, repulsed
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By Paradise Lost, Stare at the dark foreboding wallsI turn and look awayThe
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By Paradise Lost, After all warsWe lie, as shelter fallsThe world is but
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By Paradise Lost, Locked inside this peaceful tombEntwined on seas of endless blissThe
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By Paradise Lost, I can't see much truth in what's being spokenI can't
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By Paradise Lost, living life todaywhen tomorrow brings this trail of desperate thoughtsliving
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By Paradise Lost, the need to know gives a strange reactionthe need to
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By Paradise Lost, hear your soothing comfort loudone knows it's not too quietall
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By Paradise Lost, sit alone and celebrate good times of changesit alone anticipate
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By Paradise Lost, feared and loathed besides...it's such a tragedyI've seen all others
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By Paradise Lost, you may need some honest words to healyou may need
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By Paradise Lost, my life is not too wholeits understanding whyI take when
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By Paradise Lost, breathing life, as true as honest workbreathing life, a truth
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By Paradise Lost, for the end, the time I'm feeling hostand I'm turning
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By Paradise Lost, what this seems to be, what this seems to be,
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By Paradise Lost, see the hands that wave their last goodbyetalk with friends
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By Paradise Lost, there's two arms you could breakhow low can you descendapproach
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By Paradise Lost, Innocence, beneath this sorry veil I see `you have'Plenitude, the
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By Paradise Lost, Into a depth of haze, I'll see you deadThe colossal
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By Paradise Lost, - words are not availble inside the CD's booklet -----------------------------------
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By Paradise Lost, As a withered hand grips tight through fearThe cold caressing
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By Paradise Lost, A fallen time that's bygoneA crude elite that's from a
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By Paradise Lost, A mass of breathing soulsFor times are desolatePassing judgement on
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By Paradise Lost, Breathing here, and the air is clearChanges of which I
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By Paradise Lost, Come taste a century of hatredFree from the sanity of
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By Paradise Lost, I am the one, to which you'll goYou are the
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By Paradise Lost, The sullen man before me turns a head and demonstratesThe
