[00:00.00] 作词 : Holmes, Mackintosh
[00:01.11]Artist：paradise lost
[00:03.18]Songs Title：forging sympathy
[00:44.62]A mass of breathing souls
[00:47.76]For times are desolate
[00:51.71]Passing judgement on my sentence
[00:56.23]As I perceive my dying day
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[01:16.96]Gime me a promise.
[01:19.20]The word I will never hear
[01:22.98]Sympathies forging, stalling in me
[01:30.06]Im closing all the doors
[01:33.32]While my frown remians
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[01:36.92]Until I reach my golden haven
[01:40.81]Ill let the sadness pass my way
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[02:06.61]Preaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man
[02:17.10]My halos fading with all the sin I deal
[02:26.20]Have I been banished, a fogery
[03:17.59]Sear, the tender feeling as my solar glow dies
[03:23.71]And Im waiting for my sweet hell
[03:29.66]Youll wait for your hell, I wish you hell...
[03:33.60]In time the hate corrodes
[03:36.49]Our brains are desolate
[03:40.51]And this prison which we serve in
[03:44.21]Will be a witness to our pains
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[04:13.22]Preaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man