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Paradise Lost Believe In Nothing

THE DAY IN WHICH YOU'LL SUFFER THE SAVIOUR YOU DELEGATE JUST BASKS IN POWER WE THE SUBTLE DAMNED, REFUSE TO FOLLOW AND WE ARE DETERMINED TO CONTROL WE'VE LOST

THIS YOUR ONLY GRACE. THE ART OF CONVERSATION, REGARDING COMMON SENSE. AS MERELY AN INFLICTION, DIVIDED WE STAND DIVIDED WE STAND MAYBE YOU'RE CONTENT

UNNECESSARY TROUBLE. ABUSING TOO MUCH, REGARDLESS THE SMALLEST TASTE IS HARMLESS SO LOOK AT ME NOW. SO LOOK AT ME NOW. SO EAGER TO SAY, IT'S "NOTHING

ALWAYS, SOMETIMES, ALWAYS SEEMS TO BE CHAOS, CRISIS, ALWAYS FEEDS OFF ME, THEN YOU'LL GET CARRIED AWAY, THE TRAUMA IS ALL TOO REAL. AND OHH TOO MUCH

SHOW, MAYBE YOU DON'T KNOW, GO AND FIND SOME REASONS TO LIVE.... THERE ARE DIFFERENT WAYS TO HEAR THIS, THERE ARE DIFFERENT WAYS TO LEARN, AND THERE MAYBE YEARS WHEN YOU'RE LOST

ARRAY OF FORTUNATE LIFE BUT COULD YOU LIVE THROUGH THE FIGHT NO YOU COULDN'T... ALL THE YEARS OF SHELTERED EMOTION ALL THESE YEARS I'VE SEEN NO DEVOTION

the day In which you'll suffer The savior you delegate Just basks in power We the subtle damned refuse to follow And we are determined to control You've lost

It's in my heart, it's in your soul You choose to judge, is that your role? Don't analyze or complicate You'll critisise, you can't relate And now you

Always sometimes, always seems to be Chaos, crisis, always feeds off me Then you'll get carried away The trauma is all too real And ohh too much It's