Shallow Seasons — текст песни (Paradise Lost)

The sullen man before me turns a head and demonstrates
The power of a weak mind can`t conceal or captivate

It`s lost in a bleak scope of fragmented ways
Eternal non-events occur throughout its poor days
You`re lost forever unable to see yourself
The thoughts arising, there`s no disguising where you`ve been...

Reveal to me, your mind`s identity

You`ll pay, pay for the feelings that you feed me
Don`t hold on to what you call a life...

Anger compels a force of weakness or fear
I`ll promise no forgiveness for the rest of my years
A negative release, subliminal urge
Unwise declining, grey thoughts reviving all the way...

Your fallen prey, a loser pays

You`ll pay, pay for the feelings that you feed me
Don`t hold on to what you call a life...