Circles - Replacire

Give up your life

Suffer for my

Twisted vision

You’ve not earned joy

Force a gazing

To my blistered eye

Don’t look away

Until those tears run dry

I cut my mind from your head

You’ll always wait I’ll come and

Go as your ghost, I’ll set the

Walls, on fire, burn!

From the inside, and now create the carcasses

Of your future, living bodies, they’ll only be two

Crack my sternum

Merge out from my skin

Kept in a jar

Left to rot in your sight

The loving figures are placed far away in a memory

The reversal of a child’s aspirations

He could feel the sun pouring into his dreams

The past is all that’s left, every second takes me back

Liquid numbers dance behind my pupils

I stop to breathe and to see

Crushing silence

Round all that I see

Vibrate the air

And watch the image fall

Liquid numbers dance behind my pupils

I stop to breathe and to see

Give up your life

Suffer for my

Twisted vision