Uploaded June 2015 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago
Well...I've redid this one again LOL. I couldn't resist. It's such a catchy song plus I get to do some evil laughings. c: I'm still trying to learn Revolver so I thought this would be a nice little inbetweener. c: Hope you guys enjoy!
Singing: Rachiedian
Lyrics:
Once upon a time
There was a darkened lake
With a large stone tower hiding behind
It’s the home of wicked magic
They say immortality is hidden inside
Inside these walls lived three sisters
Their names being
Gibbet
Rack
And Maiden
Anyone who goes into their territory
Will become their victim and suffer these fates
The first sister does the hanging
The second sister stretches them out
The third sister locks them up tight and will never let them go
Once you’re inside the pain will swallow you up
For the Torture Tower never sleeps
Your soul is already it’s to destroy
You will never be saved
The Minister of Torture, The Great Father
Left behind a will
Speaking of the great duty that the girls
Must inherit someday
The pain must continue to resound
Be constant like a spinning wheel
To do this you must offer dark souls to special Gods
As well as your own
When the God is revived your wish will come about
And you will become
The Ultimate Punisher
Of course it’s the moral thing to do
Gibbet hangs them up tight
Rack stretches them out
And Maiden locks the victims inside so only their screams remain
Once you’re inside the pain will swallow you up
For the Torture Tower never sleeps
Your flesh is nothing more than a toy
It will be burnt wilth the others
If we didn’t punish the wicked then who would be there to take their place?
God wants a dirty soul
Not one of purity
It’s pleasure out of pain.
You fools, did you really think a man like that would have any daughters?
A corner clown tells a crowd
No, within that tower there are only
A few torture instruments
The Minister of Torture was a sick man
Only he could have created such sick daughters
Instruments used to please him in the only way they could
Through someone’s pain
Once you’re inside the pain will swallow you up
For the Torture Tower never sleeps
Your soul is nothing but a tool to destroy
You will never be saved.
Download: mediafire.com/listen/nxg8bnicsvkbppw/Torture_tower.MP3
Original: youtube.com/watch?v=RHHTqHlWkvg
Well...I've redid this one again LOL. I couldn't resist. It's such a catchy song plus I get to do some evil laughings. c: I'm still trying to learn Revolver so I thought this would be a nice little inbetweener. c: Hope you guys enjoy!
Singing: Rachiedian
Lyrics:
Once upon a time
There was a darkened lake
With a large stone tower hiding behind
It’s the home of wicked magic
They say immortality is hidden inside
Inside these walls lived three sisters
Their names being
Gibbet
Rack
And Maiden
Anyone who goes into their territory
Will become their victim and suffer these fates
The first sister does the hanging
The second sister stretches them out
The third sister locks them up tight and will never let them go
Once you’re inside the pain will swallow you up
For the Torture Tower never sleeps
Your soul is already it’s to destroy
You will never be saved
The Minister of Torture, The Great Father
Left behind a will
Speaking of the great duty that the girls
Must inherit someday
The pain must continue to resound
Be constant like a spinning wheel
To do this you must offer dark souls to special Gods
As well as your own
When the God is revived your wish will come about
And you will become
The Ultimate Punisher
Of course it’s the moral thing to do
Gibbet hangs them up tight
Rack stretches them out
And Maiden locks the victims inside so only their screams remain
Once you’re inside the pain will swallow you up
For the Torture Tower never sleeps
Your flesh is nothing more than a toy
It will be burnt wilth the others
If we didn’t punish the wicked then who would be there to take their place?
God wants a dirty soul
Not one of purity
It’s pleasure out of pain.
You fools, did you really think a man like that would have any daughters?
A corner clown tells a crowd
No, within that tower there are only
A few torture instruments
The Minister of Torture was a sick man
Only he could have created such sick daughters
Instruments used to please him in the only way they could
Through someone’s pain
Once you’re inside the pain will swallow you up
For the Torture Tower never sleeps
Your soul is nothing but a tool to destroy
You will never be saved.
Download: mediafire.com/listen/nxg8bnicsvkbppw/Torture_tower.MP3
Original: youtube.com/watch?v=RHHTqHlWkvg
