Hope Dies Young - Paradise Lost

How could you know?

As pure as driven snow

Through a winter of descent

The splintered argument

Such a withering lament

Hopes will die young

Hopes will die young now

Obscure the light of day

Assured the life that yearns inside

Reaching out in vain

Reaching out, betrayed

How would you know?

The purest visions grow

Through the system of intent

A weakened argument

Is your eternal punishment

Hopes will die young

Hopes will die young now

Obscure the light of day

Assured the light that burns inside

Reaching out in vain

Reaching out some way

How could you know?

As pure as driven snow

How could you know?