SINGER: Paradise Lost

SONG:Laid To Waste

Resent a sense of feeding, demanding bleeding
unhinged a savage seeks a quest
hollow hearts, rapid beating
the pulse is high its never ceasing
this cannot be a false pretence
As people arise i feel it
Stone cold, a passive disease, no chance of healing
you'll wonder if this is the end
the void submit to pass through
fear the eyes staring at you
a time of unrivalled despair
As people arrive i feel their stare
You lived a life in chains
your master could not save
you'll lose the grasp of gain
no method to your rage
You die a death each day
for some it seems to stay that way
Channels to feed your hate
lying there for you to take
a place where fools attend
no prayers for you my friend