[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik & Alex Vertel]
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I can see nothing through my blurried sight...
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Just hear the pain growling from inside...
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I feel the needle tapping my vein...
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I try to drop it but hear it calls again!
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And I am master, ruler in my own world,
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I am the judge and jury, I reign and behold,
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No one to chase me, sue me, hunt for my soul
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In perfect world of mine...
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What is that shadow crawling to me from the mist?
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Or is it mirror, my reflection turned to beast?
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What are these voices turning to the chilling scream?
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Is it reality or is it just a dream?
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They say they will cure it.
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They say "he'll endure it"
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They've done it thousand times before.
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Locked up - no temptation, kept in isolation,
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They say "The beast will come no more!"
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But someday doors are opened,
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Someday <i>[he'll]</i> cherish hope and
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Someday he'll resist no more.
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And drop licks the needle,
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Veins burn in fiddle -
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He's gone to rule his "perfect" world.
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And it rolls...
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And it calls...
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Now it's closed -
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Vicious Circle...
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I can see nothing through my blurried sight...
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Just hear the pain growling from inside...
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I feel the needle tapping my vein...
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I try to drop it but hear it calls again...
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Vicious Circle
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| Vicious Crusade |
