Paradise Lost - Hands Of Reason

I SPEAK OF PEOPLE WHOSE GAME IS DISGUISE
THE MYTH OF FLAVOUR APPEARS WITH NO SIGN

'CAUSE I SEE IT COMING, JUST LIKE A LONG LOST FRIEND
A TEMPLE OF RUBBLE, THE LOW AND BLIND BETRAY
INANE, THE PLEASURES THAT LEAVE A SORRY STATE
YOU'RE TOLD OF TREASURES, INDULGENCE CANNOT WAIT

BUT WAIT FOR TOMORROW AND STEAL SOME SANITY
INSANE THOUGHTS ARE BORROWED, UNABLE TO REPAY THEM BACK
AS I NOW FALL... FALL INTO DEPRIVATION
FALL.... FALLEN THERE'S STILL TOMORROW
LOVE HIDES THE THINGS YOU'LL NEVER KNOW

A LACK OF REASON THAT MAKES A MORTAL MAN
UNTOLD THE TREASON, THE PAST WHERE IT BEGAN

'CAUSE I SEE HORROR, HORROR TO THINK ABOUT
INSANE THOUGHTS ARE BORROWED, UNABLE TO REPAY THEM BACK
AS I SEE THE BLOOD, BLOOD ON THE HANDS OF REASON
BLOOD, BLOODY THE HANDS THAT LEAD ME
LOVE FOR THE ONES YOU CANNOT KNOW