We're all drawing same black circles We're all selling same evil lies Hate design work for us but nor you and i feel complete Reflections of our learned helplessness Reflected on our failure on our modern warpath Eye closed together with fear we are holding our hands I only asked for peace and silence on shattered grey lands We're all drawing same black circles We're all selling same evil lies Hate design work for us but nor you and i feel complete Restore the pride, our shattered dignity Perils of cuts, cuts on our soul We're watching the evil ones Involved to carnival of ignorance One day will come at last our march shall arise Onto the crescendo, we'll be shown end of their lies Like jackals and vultures they will seek for rotten flesh Flesh of their packs, once friend, now they see them as foes