Текст песни Paradise Lost - Hands Of Reason
Paradise Lost - Hands Of Reason слова песни
I speak of people whose game is disguiseThe myth of flavour appears with no sign`Cause I see it coming, just like a long lost friendA temple of rubble, the low and blind betrayInane the pleasures that leave a sorry stateYou`re told of treasures, indulgence cannot waitBut wait for tomorrow and steal some sanityInsane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them backAs 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 them backAs I see the blood, blood on the hands of reasonBlood, bloody the hands that lead meLove for the ones you cannot know