Paradise Lost - Deus lyrics

[Holmes/Mackintosh] Like I am, in awe who makes Like I am, in awe who saves? Life's golden themes unmade Life's golden dreams where I live for the hour And sentimental rage And all these things are made Will all these things remain? Blind hours we all embrace Blind hours were all replaced Life's golden years abstained Life's golden years where I lived for a pa**ion The melancholic days And all these things are made Will all these things remain?