| Song | Hallowed Land |
| Artist | Paradise Lost |
| Album | Draconian Times |
| 作词 : Holmes, MacKintosh | |
| You'd love to be so far away | |
| It's not a long way to go, it's gonna end in your pain | |
| Greet open handed stranger, create the turmoil, you're not sane | |
| I want the last one to go the embers will revive, so stay | |
| You want to live a lifetime each and every day | |
| You've struggled before, | |
| I swear to do it again | |
| You've told it before till | |
| IUntil I'm weakened and sore | |
| Seek hallowed land, seek hallowed land | |
| You'd love to see right through my veins | |
| The pale reflection tells all, predomination's sustain | |
| Crawl over land or mountain in sight the ultimate escape | |
| A silhouette subsiding, enticed, unable to relate | |
| You want to live a lifetime each and every day | |
| You've beckoned before, you'll never do it again | |
| You've prayed here before | |
| Who are the prayers for | |
| Seek hallowed land, seek hallowed land | |
| Begone the fools that lead me, | |
| I need not to know | |
| Accept reclining spirit, | |
| I need to endure | |
| You try to live a lifetime each and every day | |
| In this short time of promise, you're a memory |
| zuò cí : Holmes, MacKintosh | |
| You' d love to be so far away | |
| It' s not a long way to go, it' s gonna end in your pain | |
| Greet open handed stranger, create the turmoil, you' re not sane | |
| I want the last one to go the embers will revive, so stay | |
| You want to live a lifetime each and every day | |
| You' ve struggled before, | |
| I swear to do it again | |
| You' ve told it before till | |
| IUntil I' m weakened and sore | |
| Seek hallowed land, seek hallowed land | |
| You' d love to see right through my veins | |
| The pale reflection tells all, predomination' s sustain | |
| Crawl over land or mountain in sight the ultimate escape | |
| A silhouette subsiding, enticed, unable to relate | |
| You want to live a lifetime each and every day | |
| You' ve beckoned before, you' ll never do it again | |
| You' ve prayed here before | |
| Who are the prayers for | |
| Seek hallowed land, seek hallowed land | |
| Begone the fools that lead me, | |
| I need not to know | |
| Accept reclining spirit, | |
| I need to endure | |
| You try to live a lifetime each and every day | |
| In this short time of promise, you' re a memory |