Текст песни Paradise Lost - Dying Freedom
Paradise Lost - Dying Freedom слова песни
As a withered hand grips tight through fearThe cold caressing rainsThe reaping arms of silence, evolve for us to seeOverruled by a lack of patience, it`s untoldThat`s the secret that has made usConstructive powers flow desireThe last intense degreeScratching at the surface, for all of us to hearGather round, the secrets that you knowAnd the speech that makes blood flowBlame desire, you`ll blame revengeStanding at the solemn shoresWhere blessed fools are bornHappiness is wasted, wasted blood and tearsRe-abuse infiltration. it`s untoldRaping life from other nationsThe ritual explosive firesRewarding enemiesShells of empty faces, crying to be freeDying free, the spirits gather roundWhile the soul lays undergroundWill the voices call again?