Paroles de Forging sympathy

Paradise Lost

pochette album Forging sympathy
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Date de parution : 01/06/2006

Durée : 0:04:43

Style : Rock



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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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