Paradise Lost Icon Nick Holmes - Vocals Gregor Mackintosh - Lead guitar Aaron Aedy - Rythmn and Acoustic Guitars Stephen Edmondson - Bass guitar Matt Archer - Drums and Percussion - Embers fire 4:35 - Remembrance 3:20 - Forging sympathy 4:38 - Joys of the emptiness 3:24 - Dying freedom 3:40 - Widow 3:02 - Colossal rains 4:32 - Weeping words 3:47 - Poison 2:59 - True belief 4:26 - Shallow seasons 4:53 - Christendom 4:28 - Deus misereatur 1:53 1: EMBERS FIRE A fallen time that's bygone A crude elite that's from a distant zone You don't know if It's the truth you told Anger looks on the quiet dreaming Seals the sense incandescent ones Hold back desire for danger A bet you lose, you'll have no way to turn I see the man who lives and breathes corruption Into a circle that you call you own Don't run away, from the pain, A claim that you deal with A power game, from within, Impossible for you to see this. Laid down the laws of deceit The ones who cherish are the ones who'll go Into the ashes of a tortured world Only in mind's eye can you see a light Harmony break, dark awakes, in old eyes - the trouble, feel it Here to stay, mark the way, improvise the judgment hearing Anger looks on the quiet dreaming Seals the scense incandescent ones All remains of the glowing embers is a bleak cold irrelevance 2: REMEMBERANCE I am the one, to which you'll go You are the one, from which I'll run... Fading to grey, the wanton pray You'll find shelter, I'll find none I'll leave you pointless life undone Breathing your days, my anguish stays Fate of my face, I've seen your face I turn and run, you'll have no place Time is the father, in my corrupt mind Pain, echoes, in the silent sky... Remember life now? 3: FORGING SYMPATHY A mass of breathing souls For times are desolate Passing judgement on my sentence As I perceive my dying day Gime me a promise. The word I will never hear Sympathies forging, stalling in me I'm closing all the doors While my frown remians Until I reach my golden haven I'll let the sadness pass my way Preaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man My halo's fading with all the sin I deal Have I been banished, 'a fogery' Sear, the tender feeling as my solar glow dies And I'm waiting for my sweet hell You'll wait for 'your' hell, I wish you hell... In time the hate corrodes Our brains are desolate And this prison which we serve in Will be a witness to our pains Preaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man 4: JOYS OF THE EMPTINESS Breathing here, and the air is clear Changes of which I could foresee Violence caressing, impending distress As my body lay sleeping, enternally bleeding, and... Shallow despair, broken years years you cannot repair Summonded here, and all must see the hypocrisy Peed back the face, the sorry mind, a vacant space Born deprived, the moods expired in reality A fantasy, based on harmony A victim released accordingly Scatter the ashes, remains of life's passages, Mocking and meaningless, toys of the empty, and... Mighty and proud, reaching up to touch the shroud Tangled here, and far beyond from atrocity Frozen and cold, bleak the memories of old Times capsize the born desires for technology 5: DYING FREEDOM As a withered hand grips right through fear The cold caressing rains The reaping arms of silence, evolve for us to see Overruled by a lack of paitence, it's untold That's the secret that has mad it Constructive powers flow desire The last intense degree Scratching at the surface, for all of us to hear Gatrher around, the secrets that you know And the speech that makes blood flow Blame desire, you'll blame revenge Standing at the solemn shores Where blessed fools are born Happiness is wasted, waster blood and tears Re-abuse infiltration, it's untold Raping life from other nations The ritual explosive fires Rewarding enemies Shells of empty faces, crying to be free Dying free, the spirits gather round While the soul lays underground Will the voices call again? 6: WIDOW You're breaking a chain Lying until you can erase the past Born with a look of deceit Praying that all the bitter guilt's defeated Born... Stand on your own, killed from behind Fools are blind, unwilling to accept, decline... You'll turn a blind eye... Bought by a sickening man The weakened gather as fast as they can 'Whore' is what people roar From fear of rejection, You'll come back for more Strong, don't see that love has ceased In the end, only death release.. Stand on your own, Killed from behind Fools are blind, you're on a lonely road... 7: COLOSSAL RAINS Into a depth of haze, I'll see you dead The colossal rains flow like the breeze A sheltered scenery as the arms outstrtch for me You'll never walk again (In a sorry sea of pale sound uplif- ting here, dark waters flow free through the achways of silent dreams) Brought back from centuries, creation seen The colossal rains mortal spirits drained Can this be real, what the frozen rains reveal You'll never walk again (hear cries, way of reach and shallow the silver breathes, the sun wakes the sleeping heat and drowns in a mass disease) 8: WEEPING WORDS Fear this more (the more) than the hands of man's (disgrace) It crushes forth (resenting) conquest its plan Don't look back, will ever see your face again? The domination (is in all) Imagination (space) Caress endlessly (until we) inflame the soul... Faling to return what's borrowed, devotion rights to me I see a summer of winters merging gracefully Don't look back, will we ever see your face again Don't look back, will hear the weeping words again 9: POISON Come taste a century of hatred Free from the sanity of them Is there something, that you see in all of them Non-believer, a time will come, but when ? All you worship in life, destroyed by human hands, Spare the trouble you feel, save a breath for your next Spit on the laws that I made for you Betray the treasures within hearts Is there something in death that you think reflects your life? Come taste the loss that I feel, challenge paradise All you worship in life destroyed by human hands, Save the trouble you feel, a treasure with no price It's disturbing, the joy I feel, but I feel it more 10: TRUE BELIEF Wretched will, host of pleasure surreal Closed the room where the last is buried Rise or fall at your master's request You're unable to accept redemption I don't know about a true belief here With the 'lost' it's the same as always All I want is the same, a true belief You can't wait to become a memory With the 'weak' it's the same as always Stand confused lack of comprehension, Re-aroused by a thought of madness And I know that the truth is always right But it's time to search for lies You're the only I try to save But the blood spills from your veins Call counting time till the end Death's wicked smile never fails The curse is cast, you've lost the past Forevermore, a candle burns here no more I don't know about a century life When the love of generations die I can see no good in taking your own life When any moment death calls... All I want is the same, A true belief 11: SHALLOW SEASONS 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 identify 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 Unwish declining, grey thoughts reviving all the way... Your fallen prey, a loser pays You'll pay for the feelings that you feed me Don't hold on to what you call a life... 12: CHRISTENDOM Innocent, beneath this sorry veil see 'you have' Plenitude, the sweetness of a new born child Its lost deserted reverence For my life and the stars creation For my life it's the same rejection Lost in life, I'll blame it all on you Loss of hope, falling situation Readapt, death is life's temptation Dying slow, I'll blame it all on you Resurrect, the harsh tones of our self contempt recall Fail to breathe, in sight no normal state of mind In time the hour will fail to chimc They bettray, uphold the law, accuse the future 13: DEUS MISEREATUR