Song | Pity The Sadness |
Artist | Paradise Lost |
Album | The Anatomy Of Melancholy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : MacKintosh | |
Sadness lives after we die | |
The pains of life increased outright | |
Contempt and sins priorities | |
To crush good fortune to its knees | |
MorningMorning's calm inside | |
I cryThis painful live has raped my mind | |
Take me down, slow release | |
From sorrow's penetration | |
MorningLife is there for me | |
Hell is there for me | |
Sunlight greets my open wounds | |
Morning's light reflects the doom | |
My soul is free, it lives again | |
To roam alone in darkness | |
MorningI've cried for | |
GodAnd I've cried for you | |
I pray that in the end | |
Your sense will break though | |
Sadness lives after we die | |
The pains of life increased outright | |
Contest my sins priorities | |
Crushed my spirit to its knees |
zuo ci : MacKintosh | |
Sadness lives after we die | |
The pains of life increased outright | |
Contempt and sins priorities | |
To crush good fortune to its knees | |
MorningMorning' s calm inside | |
I cryThis painful live has raped my mind | |
Take me down, slow release | |
From sorrow' s penetration | |
MorningLife is there for me | |
Hell is there for me | |
Sunlight greets my open wounds | |
Morning' s light reflects the doom | |
My soul is free, it lives again | |
To roam alone in darkness | |
MorningI' ve cried for | |
GodAnd I' ve cried for you | |
I pray that in the end | |
Your sense will break though | |
Sadness lives after we die | |
The pains of life increased outright | |
Contest my sins priorities | |
Crushed my spirit to its knees |
zuò cí : MacKintosh | |
Sadness lives after we die | |
The pains of life increased outright | |
Contempt and sins priorities | |
To crush good fortune to its knees | |
MorningMorning' s calm inside | |
I cryThis painful live has raped my mind | |
Take me down, slow release | |
From sorrow' s penetration | |
MorningLife is there for me | |
Hell is there for me | |
Sunlight greets my open wounds | |
Morning' s light reflects the doom | |
My soul is free, it lives again | |
To roam alone in darkness | |
MorningI' ve cried for | |
GodAnd I' ve cried for you | |
I pray that in the end | |
Your sense will break though | |
Sadness lives after we die | |
The pains of life increased outright | |
Contest my sins priorities | |
Crushed my spirit to its knees |