Текст песни Paradise Lost - Hands Of Reason
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Текст песни Paradise Lost - Hands Of Reason
(Holmes/Mackintosh)(3:57)I speak of people whose game is disguiseThe myth of flavour appears with no sign'Cause I see it coming, like a long lost friendA temple of rubble, the low and blind betrayInane, the pleasures that leave a sorry state( )You're told of treasures, indulgence cannot waitbut wait for tomorrow and steal some sanityInsane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay thembackAs I now fall......fall into deprivationFall....fallen there's still tomorrowLove hides the things you'll never knowA lack of reason that makes a mortal manUntold the treason, the past where it began'Cause I see horror, horror to think aboutInsane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay thembackAs I see the blood, blood on the hands of reason