Lydia

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Ca sĩ: Paradise Lost

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Through the searching lights that weave and dart

Comes the stranger that cares not for your heart

The pain of living life this way

Must take its toll on you some day

You jaded eyes can see embarrassment or harm

The frail skin that bleeds emotionally on guard

All lowest forms of life are pounding you inside

Your hollow cold display your tired masquerade

Let the image that you present entice unlike

The mirror that shows the strains of vice

This act of contact your decay

While willing souls will more than pay.

Small town, bright lights, saturday night, Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights. Making change...

By dean friedman Lydia keeps my toothbrush in her apartment and she never complains. Well,...

Denying our restlessness Frustrations tension eludes The past was clean...

always, sometimes, always seems to be Chaos, crisis, always feeds...

Pain... is what we are waiting for Lying deep in...

In agony we are now twisted unblessed We must strive,...

I have seen for myself The rogues of all life...

Unleashed upon man Their poisoning brains An empty grasp -...

For the end, the time i'm feeling host And i'm...

Breathing here, and the air is clear Changes of which...

(1) kneel on the ground and pray to the lord...

I am the one, to which you'll go You are...