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
give Me A Promise.
the Word I Will Never Hear
sympathies Forging, Stalling In Me

i`m Closing All The Doors
while My Frown Remains
until I Reach My Golden Haven
i`ll 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 Forgery`

sear, The Tender Feeling As My Solar Glow Dies
and I`m Waiting For My Sweet Hell
you`ll 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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