Текст песни Hill of Tortures - Guilherme Carvalho

I walked on a hill of pain
Climbing up to be hurt
In the valley of poors and sad boys
It's just a hill of tortures

Where the seniors can win
And losers just tried a lot
In the mountains are dying little by little
They feel this thing a lot

The masters of rolling trickers
Beat my spirit with a punch
Sayin', "Boy, you could better yourself as a devil"

It's a place I live walking
On the hill of fire that burns
I pray you Lord to rise me
On the hill of tortures