PARADISE LOST LYRICS

1. Erased

[Holmes/Mackintosh]

I don't owe anything
I don't owe anyone
Shoot pride for all its worth
I don't belong

In a situation now
That I could not repair
I assert myself to sleep
Show others that I've cared
How cold is this poor life
Lay ashes at my grave

If it takes me away from you
A subtle gesture

I don't know anyone (cherish my religion)
I don't know anyone (faith is only fiction)
I don't know anyone (cherish my religion)
I don't know anyone (faith is only fiction)

This is erased I promise not a trace
This is erased I promise no delay not a trace

2. Two Worlds

[Holmes/Mackintosh]

The sense required is all too vague
Within my faculties, building me
This awesome presence longs to see
The times I've fallen
The times I've failed

And I've never seen my hands
And I couldn't walk away
Two worlds are the same tomorrow
Still I must not complain

The sense acquired is all too grave
With less than one percent left in me
This awesome prison locked and sealed
For times I've borrowed, for times I've failed

And I've never seen my hands
And I couldn't walk away
Two worlds are the same tomorrow
Still I must not complain

And I've never seen my hands
And I couldn't walk away
Two worlds are the same tomorrow
Still I must not complain

And I've never heard a whisper
And I'd never speak of pain
Two worlds are the same tomorrow
To all I seem inane

3. I Can Hate You

[Holmes/Mackintosh]

There's no provocation
There's no sense of fear
There's no adaptation
There's no sorrow

But, maybe when you're dead I can hate you
Maybe when you're dead I can hate you

Without limitations
Without bitter years
Without annihilation
There's no result

But, maybe when you're dead I can hate you
Maybe when you're dead I can hate you

There's no provocation
There's no sense in tears
There's no litigation
There's no product

But, maybe when you're dead I can hate you
Maybe when you're dead I can hate you

4. Deus

[Holmes/Mackintosh]

Like I am, in awe who makes
Like I am, in awe who saves?

Life's golden themes unmade
Life's golden dreams where I live for the hour
And sentimental rage

And all these things are made
Will all these things remain?

Blind hours we all embrace
Blind hours were all replaced
Life's golden years abstained
Life's golden years where
I lived for a passion
The melancholic days

And all these things are made
Will all these things remain?

5. Self Obsessed (Live)

[Holmes/Mackintosh]







PARADISE LOST LYRICS