[music & lyrics: daniel gildenlow] (...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles fading away beneath old news so he's lost some faith, but still
: [music & lyrics: daniel gildenlow] (...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles fading away beneath old news so he's lost some faith, but still
break away No more No more This pain Must end We have chosen to suffer Believe in nothing but... Hatred is a vicious circle Betrayal is at hand paralysed
break my legs but I'd still run I can't deny what I have become. I killed the pain of life mundane now everything slowly circles down the drain. Can'
See the circles twilight, feel the sadness drowning me I feel and see... Touch my heart and hold tight, never let me fall into empty I feel and see...
And your head spins in circles And you're lyin' with your face down in the rain Rain (Rain falling, always falling) Pain (Pain hurting never ending)
doors I claim the handle, I need to see Even though I'll surely be afraid of what I may find... ...beyond the mirror! (Inside the circle) I walk
It all comes back to me Face to the floor Heart in my mouth My forehead hits the pavement Again - numb - again Sharing this humility A circle of humanity
break away No more, no more This pain must end We have chosen to suffer Believe in nothing but... Hatred is a vicious circle Betrayal is at hand Paralysed
death, as long as you?re blind salvation is when you can see break the circle of lunacy and he?ll bless your soul with endless pain dead, begging for
In the grave of our souls hope lies buried Wasting time in our sweet wicked circle Life's just a pain we go through With broken wings me and you No salvation
that break away No more, no more This pain must end We have chosen to suffer Believe in nothing but... Hatred is a vicious circle Betrayal is at hand
last In the grave of our souls hope lies buried Wasting time in our sweet wicked circle Life's just a pain we go through With broken wings me and you No salvation
Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions (Through the) dark embrasure.... Crouch paralysed in the circle
for everything I have said Pray for my salvation In holy flames I'll be purified And so we turn And so we turn Turning in a circle in a circle round
