Paradise Lost - Forging Sympathy lyrics

A mass of breathing souls
For times are desolate
Passing judgement on my sentence
As I perceive my dying day
Gime me a promise.
The word I´ll never hear
Sympathies forging, stalling in me

I am closing all the doors
While my frown remians
Till I reach my golden haven
I will let the sadness pass my way

Preaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man

My halo´s fading with all the sin I deal
Have I been banished, ´a fogery´

Sear, the tender feeling as my solar glow dies
And I am waiting for my sweet hell
You will wait for ´your´ hell, I wish you hell...

In time the hate corrodes
Our brains are desolate
And this prison which we serve in
Will be a witness to our pains

Preaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man

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