Tortured Voice
A Hate To The Weak (Demo)
2010 Hellhouse 666 Productions
01 A Hate To The Weak
02 A Victimiser
03 I Tarried My Thought
04 A Hate To The Weak
05 A Victimiser
06 I Tarried My Thought
A HATE TO THE WEAK
Once upon a time
My soul fell on earth
Then still I journey
Through cold dark land
My eyes are open wide
That is waiting and omening wind
A wind whispers me wizard
Now, cosmos creation by my hand
Suffered in waste
Nailed into mystery
Touched for underworld
A hate to the weak
A VICTIMISER
Walking through my street of chest
There was only me with no future
See that soul's battle under the moon
In the biggest hall of black circle
Cold throne of black majestic eyes
What hidden in vain with eternal sleep
That prepared for his solitude way
In the biggest hall of dark victimiser
I TARRIED MY THOUGHT
Cold atmospheres dwells around my soul
Suicidal being arrived from the dark
Acid existence is possessing my faith
I am gazing that victorous darkness
I know I tarried my thought till killed myself!!!
A HATE TO THE WEAK
Instrumental
A VICTIMISER
Instrumental
I Tarried My Thought
Instrumental
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