Paradise Lost - Lydia lyrics

rate me

Through the searching lights that weave and darts

Comes the stranger that cares not for your heart

The pain of living life this way must take its toll on you some day

Your jaded eyes can see embarrassment or harm

The frail skin that bleeds emotionally on guard

All lowest forms of life are pounding you inside

Your hollow cold display your tires masquerade

Let the image that you present entice

Unlike the mirror that shows the strains of vice

This act of contact your decay while willing souls will more than pay