| Song | Shallow Seasons |
| Artist | Paradise Lost |
| Album | Icon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Holmes, Mackintosh | |
| 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... |
| zuo ci : Holmes, Mackintosh | |
| 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 nonevents 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... |
| zuò cí : Holmes, Mackintosh | |
| 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 nonevents 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... |