Luyện nghe bài hát Forging Sympathy

A of breathing souls
For times are
judgement on my sentence
As I perceive my day
me a promise.
The word I never hear
Sympathies forging, in me

I'm all the doors
my frown remains
Until I my golden haven
I'll let the sadness my way

the words of angels, to a darker side of man

My fading with all the sin I deal
Have I banished, `a forgery'

Sear, the tender feeling as my solar dies
And I'm for my sweet hell
wait for `your' hell, I wish you hell...

In time the hate
Our are desolate
And this prison we serve in
Will be a to our pains

Preaching the words of angels, to a darker of man