Versuri Paradise Lost - Lydia

Album: Paradise Lost - One Second

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 it's toll on you some day

Your jaded eyes can't 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