Forging Sympathy
Forging Sympathy: A Melancholic Odyssey of Desolation and Redemption
Lyrics
A mass of breathing souls
A collective of living individuals
For times are desolate
For the times are bleak and barren
Passing judgment on my sentence
Passing judgment on my fate
As I perceive my dying day
As I sense my impending death
Give me a promise.
Grant me assurance or commitment
The word I will never hear
The utterance I will never be able to hear
Sympathies forging, stalling in me
Creation of empathy, faltering within me
I'm closing all the doors
I am shutting all opportunities
While my frown remains
While maintaining a disapproving expression
Until I reach my golden haven
Until I attain my blissful refuge
I'll let the sadness pass my way
I will let the sorrow come my way
Preaching the words of angels,
Spreading the teachings of celestial beings
To a darker side of man
To a darker aspect of humanity
My halo's fading with all the sin I deal
My aura diminishing due to the sins I commit
Have I been banished, 'a forgery'
Am I expelled, labeled as a counterfeit?
Sear, the tender feeling as my solar glow dies
Burn, the gentle emotion as my radiant energy fades
And I'm waiting for my sweet hell
And I'm anticipating my personal hell
You'll wait for 'your' hell,
You will wait for 'your' hell, I desire your suffering
I wish you hell...
I hope you experience torment...
In time the hate corrodes
Over time, the animosity eats away at us
Our brains are desolate
Our minds are barren and desolate
And this prison which we serve in
This confinement we endure
Will be a witness to our pains
Will bear witness to our sufferings
Preaching the words of angels,
Spreading the teachings of celestial beings
To a darker side of man
To a darker aspect of humanity
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