Tortured by Solitude

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 of hate Tortured by myself this life is hell Ahh