Вершы: Macbeth. Superangelic Hate Bringers. Break The Circle.

Too many ways to die so young
Too many times we smell sweet lies
Another one promises the moon
Another king who steals our sky

I take the time to break the circle
Through dark nights
I'll find my way
I take the time to break the circle
Feeling fine
I'll find my way

Too many emotions trapped in a cage
Too many ways to loose the game
Another virus infected men
Another queen who rules our eyes

I take the time to break the circle
Through dark nights
I'll find my way
I take the time to break the circle
Feeling fine
I'll find my way