I am the devil;
his world is a winter of hell,
his rhythm is watched in pain,
he dances well.
Tortured by solitude,
I bleed and bleed.
Tortured by myself,
This life is hell.
Ahhh

I am an angel,
Who bows to suicide
Can't breathe if it wakes me,
And then I'll die.
Angels are crying,
There is no love.
You should be masters of hate,
Dark of night without love...
without love.
Ahhh

I am the devil
his world is a winter of hell,
his rhythm is wayched in pain,
he doesn't move.
Tortured by solitude,
I bleed with hate.
Tortured by myself this life is hell.
ahh


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    General Comment"Tortured by solitude,
    I bleed and bleed.
    Tortured by myself,
    This life is hell."

    Being tortured by solitude's a terrible thing.
    AidanDieson April 26, 2010   Link

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