| Song | Pity the Sadness |
| Artist | Paradise Lost |
| Album | Reflection |
| 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] | |
| Morning... | |
| Morning's calm, inside | |
| I cry This painful live has raped my mind | |
| Take me down, slow release | |
| From sorrow's penetration | |
| Morning... | |
| Life 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 | |
| Morning... | |
| I've cried for god | |
| And 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 | |
| Morning... | |
| Morning' s calm, inside | |
| I cry This painful live has raped my mind | |
| Take me down, slow release | |
| From sorrow' s penetration | |
| Morning... | |
| Life 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 | |
| Morning... | |
| I' ve cried for god | |
| And 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 | |
| Morning... | |
| Morning' s calm, inside | |
| I cry This painful live has raped my mind | |
| Take me down, slow release | |
| From sorrow' s penetration | |
| Morning... | |
| Life 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 | |
| Morning... | |
| I' ve cried for god | |
| And 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 |