Paradise Lost - Forging Sympathy Lyrics
A mass of breathing soulsFor times are desolatePassing judgement on my sentenceAs I perceive my dying dayGime me a promise.The word I will never hearSympathies forging, stalling in meIm closing all the doorsWhile my frown remiansUntil I reach my golden havenIll let the sadness pass my wayPreaching the words of angels, to a darker side of manMy halos fading with all the sin I dealHave I been banished, a fogerySear, the tender feeling as my solar glow diesAnd Im waiting for my sweet hellYoull wait for your hell, I wish you hell...In time the hate corrodesOur brains are desolateAnd this prison which we serve inWill be a witness to our painsPreaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man