Circles never stop themselves Nothing that you’ve ever held Were you promised or reneged And sometimes when you lose, you win
Circles never stop themselves Nothing that you’ve ever held Were you promised or reneged And sometimes when you lose, you win
[JASPER:]
Priscilla, what’d you do? When they come for me You know they’ll also kill you, too You’re young, your song unsung There’s too much still for you to do
[PRISCILLA:]
All these years you’re here, you suffer quietly, it’s barbarous to think that’s fair There’s no one who thinks of you The game is gonna end right here I’d help you to die if I could, but..
[JASPER:]
Priscilla, what'd you do? Now they’ll come and you must run Or else they’ll kill you, too Your life so I can die Is wrong, and you must know that’s true
Ghosts of life, ghosts of lives I’ve watched fall and pass me by Ghosts of all the selfish, vain All the blindness, all the pain All the fools and petty games All the sadness, all the same
[PRISCILLA:]
I’d help you to die if I could love Some sacrifice, anyway Some sacrifice it all away
[SOLDIER 7285:]
And on the day we come it’s over And you will have your fate laid out and spun It’s execution And you may pray if you get comfort It’s on this day your duty’s done And on this day you’ve been caught guilty The sentence, citizen, is death It will be carried out this instant Say any prayers that you want said
[JASPER:]
One day you will learn And you will burn like my heart burns One day you will learn, and you will burn like my heart burns One day you will learn, and you will burn like my heart burns
Ghosts of all the selfish, vain All the blindness, all the pain All the fools and petty games All the sadness all the same
[PRISCILLA:]
Some speak about love, in a sweet way Some sentiment of bliss and dream states Some speak about love in a kind way Some sentiment of rapturous states
And some sacrifice Some sacrifice Some sacrifice Some sacrifice
[JASPER:]
Please, my angel, my angel Please, my angel, my angel Please, my angel, my angel Please, my angel, my angel
[SOLDIER 7285:]
I am the arm of execution I am the trigger of your gun I am the binding and the order It’s on this day your duty’s done
[PRISCILLA:]
Please go back to berths of black To silent shores from me once more Through veils and gates and seas of slate And blood red mores where I’ll see you once more
Circles never stop themselves Nothing that you’ve ever held Were you promised or reneged And sometimes when you lose, you winTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
