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Şarkı Sözleri A mass of breathing soulsFor times are desolatePassing judgement on my sentenceAs I perceive my dying dayGive me a promise.The word I will never hearSympathies forging, stalling in meI'm closing all the doorsWhile my frown remainsUntil I reach my golden havenI'll let the sadness pass my wayPreaching the words of angels, to a darker side of man My halo's fading with all the sin I dealHave I been banished, `a forgery'Sear, the tender feeling as my solar glow diesAnd I'm waiting for my sweet hellYou'll 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