Текст песни Circle With Me - Spiritbox
Feel
the
weight
of
a
martyr
It
could
all
be
yours
Cut
down
the
altar
Visionaire
and
deepest
fake
Dirty
gold,
the
colours
change
Hands
are
frozen,
feel
no
pain
I
just
wanna
hold
the
flame
Negative
feedback
loop
I'm
spinning
out
of
control
The
sickly
sweetness
is
crushing
me
But
I
wanna
know
if
there's
no
heat
When
I
escalate,
the
fire
is
cold
They
echo,
"This
could
all
be
yours"
Feel
the
weight
of
a
martyr
It
could
all
be
yours
if
you
echo
birds
of
prey
Traitor
cut
down
the
altar
It
could
all
be
yours,
vultures
circling
the
flame
Nothing
sacred,
nothing
lost
When
birds
of
prey
invade
my
thoughts
They
promise
I
will
feel
the
pain
Not
strong
enough
to
hold
the
flame
Negative
feedback
loop
I'm
spinning
out
of
control
The
sickly
sweetness
is
crushing
me
But
I
wanna
know
if
there's
no
heat
When
I
escalate,
the
fire
is
cold
They
echo,
"This
could
all
be
yours"
Feel
the
weight
of
a
martyr
It
could
all
be
yours
if
you
echo
birds
of
prey
Traitor
cut
down
the
altar
It
could
all
be
yours,
vultures
circling
the
flame
I
held
the
power
of
a
dying
sun
I
climb
the
altar
and
I
claim
my
place
as
God
Circle
with
me
Circle
with
me
This
could
all
be
yours
Feel
the
weight
of
a
martyr
It
could
all
be
yours
if
you
echo
birds
of
prey
Traitor
cut
down
the
altar
It
could
all
be
yours,
vultures
circling
the
flame
Feel
the
weight
of
a
martyr
A
traitor
watching
me
as
Birds
of
prey
never
falter
This
could
all
be
yours
This
could
all
be
yours
Circle
with
me
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