| Song | Hate! |
| Artist | London After Midnight |
| Album | Psycho Magnet |
| [00:19.987] | Oh the witching time |
| [00:24.401] | like a blackened pearl |
| [00:28.795] | Oh how useless seem the offers of this world. |
| [00:37.495] | A shroud is wrapped and bound |
| [00:42.151] | to Gallows led away though innocence is mine. |
| [00:50.951] | The dog will have his day. |
| [00:54.130] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [00:58.948] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [01:03.006] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [01:07.801] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [01:32.037] | Oh wits' misery |
| [01:35.998] | the madness of your stay. |
| [01:40.294] | The best revenge |
| [01:45.163] | a price which you must pay. |
| [01:49.603] | The children hide behind |
| [01:54.003] | behind their little masks. |
| [01:58.410] | They are, at their games |
| [02:02.991] | the only ones who laugh. |
| [02:06.178] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [02:10.845] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [02:14.877] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [02:19.873] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [03:19.829] | So did I deserve |
| [03:23.902] | your lies and treachery? |
| [03:28.210] | The curtain closes now. |
| [03:33.051] | The bell,it tolls for thee. |
| [03:35.800] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [03:40.618] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [03:44.655] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [03:49.584] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [00:19.987] | Oh the witching time |
| [00:24.401] | like a blackened pearl |
| [00:28.795] | Oh how useless seem the offers of this world. |
| [00:37.495] | A shroud is wrapped and bound |
| [00:42.151] | to Gallows led away though innocence is mine. |
| [00:50.951] | The dog will have his day. |
| [00:54.130] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [00:58.948] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [01:03.006] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [01:07.801] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [01:32.037] | Oh wits' misery |
| [01:35.998] | the madness of your stay. |
| [01:40.294] | The best revenge |
| [01:45.163] | a price which you must pay. |
| [01:49.603] | The children hide behind |
| [01:54.003] | behind their little masks. |
| [01:58.410] | They are, at their games |
| [02:02.991] | the only ones who laugh. |
| [02:06.178] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [02:10.845] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [02:14.877] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [02:19.873] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [03:19.829] | So did I deserve |
| [03:23.902] | your lies and treachery? |
| [03:28.210] | The curtain closes now. |
| [03:33.051] | The bell, it tolls for thee. |
| [03:35.800] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [03:40.618] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |
| [03:44.655] | All the Love turned to Hate |
| [03:49.584] | The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late. |